In 2007, I was 15 and traveling on my first Rustic Pathways trip to Thailand and Laos. I was discovering the magic of an Isan sunset, the joy of street food the excitement of the local market, and the quiet of the rice fields. During the day, we participated in service and adventure activities; in the evenings, we gathered for Thai cuisine over conversation and games with Chiang Mai young monks.
One of the reasons I wanted to go to Southeast Asia in the first place was the food. I love Thai food. I grew up eating it at this little local restaurant not far from my home in St. Louis.
My family would go there often and order a variety of delicious traditional Thai dishes—chiang mai pork sausage, pad see ew, pad thai, khao soi noodles, larb, green curry, crispy pork belly pumpkin curry, tom yum, pak boong, sticky rice, som tum, and my favorite, som tam. You can imagine my excitement when I saw som tam on the table one of my first nights in Southeast Asia. I knew I was in for a delicious Thai meal.