As of today, my husband and I will have been in Thailand for seven days. That means two things: You won’t be hearing from me here in H+H until Feb. 15; and we’ve been squabbling in markets, boutiques and artisan shops across Bangkok, Ko Samui and Chiang Mai.
This is how it usually goes down:
Me: (Pointing at an artisan object for our home) How do you like that?
Him: (Sighing) Hon, how are you going to get that home without it breaking?
Me: I brought extra carry-on bags. They’ll wrap it, and we’ll put it in the overhead compartment.
Him: (Eyes rolling) Where (in the house) are you going to put it?
Me: (Getting irked) Don’t worry about it. I’ll find a place.
Him: Are you going to get rid of something else?
Me: (Impatiently) I don’t know. Probably. Do you like it or not?
Him: Hon, don’t talk to me in that tone …
Inevitably we come home with him carrying a bag of breakables on and off the plane, looking frustrated and demoralized.
But this is how we’ve decorated a good portion of our home — with handmade goods from our travels and stuff from garage sales, antique malls and flea markets.
The decor can get a little schizophrenic at times, but at least it’s interesting. Guests often look around and ask for the story behind things, and the sight of them brings back memories of our travels.
I’m prepared for this trip: I’ve already scoured our house for spots that can accommodate new stuff. Stay tuned.