I remember not knowing what to expect when I went to Khao Lak. We were going six months after a tsunami had devastated the region. My experience with the event had been completely mediated, a footnote on the day after Christmas, and now I was about to come face to face with it. When I arrived, there was damage but no bodies. Not that I wanted to see bodies, but somehow that would have made it more real, easier to grasp the situation. Later on, after we met a friend named Ot, he showed us some pictures that he had taken weeks after the tsunami. I will never have a desire to see bodies ever again. That event was truly devastating.
11 months ago