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Building better ties
Life, Yvonne Bohwongprasert, Published on 12/04/2022
» Since arriving in Thailand under a year ago, Israel's ambassador to Thailand HE Orna Sagiv has felt at home in the Land of Smiles, often opting to experience the nation's rich culture and traditions through hands-on experience.
Filmmaker's dream
Life, Karnjana Karnjanatawe, Published on 06/05/2021
» The Serpent, an eight-episode crime drama series screening on Netflix since April, left the audience including me wondering where the film was shot.
Saving the planet, one stitch at a time
Life, Story: Kanokporn Chanasongkram, Published on 09/01/2020
» Three years ago, software engineer Kanjira Songpaisan left the corporate world and got weaving as an entrepreneur.
Barbed humour
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 25/10/2018
» It was as a soldier boy in President Truman's "Police Action" that I first visited Asia -- South Korea and Japan.
Boom Phum!
Life, Tatat Bunnag, Published on 16/10/2018
» 'Well, I still don't know how I really got here," says Phum Viphurit, a Thai born, New-Zealand-raised singer-songwriter.
How not to regulate
Life, Nanticha Ocharoenchai, Published on 17/09/2018
» It's 6.30pm on Khao San Road. A backpacker runs in his flip-flops, racing the rain to reach a hostel. Another tourist stands under a canopy, waiting for the downpour to end and catch a tuk-tuk. Nearby, a vendor sits idly in her tent, hoping for a customer, any customer, to come by.
Targeted billionaires
Life, Bernard Trink, Published on 08/06/2018
» When a rich man meets his maker, I pause for few moments, not to mourn his life but to wonder what becomes of his wealth. Of no use to him now, is it buried with him? Like the pharaohs, he intends for it to accompany him in his next life? Is it inherited by his son? To do what with?
Where to find Bangkok's best street food ...
Life, New York Times, Published on 20/04/2018
» It was a few minutes after 6pm, and Lim Lao Sa, a fishball noodle stand tucked into an alleyway near the Chao Phraya River in Bangkok, had just opened. Rain was falling, hard. A series of deftly arranged tarps sheltered patrons sitting on red plastic stools at a handful of tables. Water drizzled off the tarp edges, down the concrete walls and past exposed wiring. Fluorescent bulbs cast harsh shadows. Lim Lao Sa's owners -- a brother and sister who had inherited the 60-year-old business from their father -- bickered vigorously.