We at End Crowd, along with so many of our readers, have followed our field reporter, a young woman named Laurel, as she travelled to Bangkok to volunteer several months with an organization that fights human trafficking. Laurel, we appreciate the insights you’ve given us based on all you’ve experienced first hand in Bangkok. Thank you for having the courage to go into the dark places…and for having the heart and desire to change the world for the better.
An excerpt from Laurel’s post: In today’s post, I’m sharing some of the not-so-glamorous, behind the scenes moments of my recent trip to Bangkok. I had the time of my life in Thailand. I played with baby elephants, explored ornate ancient temples, and swam in the bluest water I’ve ever seen. I met some incredible women at my partner organization and left a piece of my heart with the sweet kids there.
But I would be lying if I said my said my journey was easy. If I’m being completely honest, I struggled daily missing home, missing things I used to take for granted. I missed my family. I missed having air conditioning. I missed having personal space. I shared a small room not only with three teammates, but lots of little critters, as well. I woke up to a dozen new bug bites each morning. I constantly felt sticky from the humidity and my throat hurt from the smog. [Click below to read the entire post…]