Living through the Tsunami part II

(Continued from Part I)

It was hard for me to be close to so much death, and yet have suffered not one bit. Indeed, I knew nobody who suffered. Our house in Kathu is about as far as you can get from the sea. It would need a giant tsunami of biblical proportions to reach us. It might have been so different. On Christmas Day, one day before the tsunami, we were sitting, drinking, playing, talking on Kamala beach, worst hit of all beaches in Phuket. It was not until a good 8 months later that we went back to Kamala, to the spot where we were sitting on December 25th. All the bars and restaurants along the beach were gone. All I could do was pick up a few shells from the beach to take home. They are now in our garden. During 2005, there was a lot of "wanting to put it behind us". Our son was born, I changed job, and on new years eve 2005 we had a little party at a friends house. On new years eve the year before I stayed home with my wife, we lit candles in the garden and cried a little. I can say that a year later, we felt much better about life.

Tomorrow, my parents will meet my baby boy, and we'll have 3 generations all together for a while. Enjoy it while you can.

Some of the photos in the web site below are quite sad. Some of the sadness I never really saw:
www.bazuki.com/tsunami

Come on and visit Phuket. We're all OK now.

Continued in Part III...