Tuesday, February 13, 2018



Another carbon copy day in Chiang Rai.  Actually, it was a little different in that the morning was warmer.  

I was pretty sure this ‘Easy Monday’ tune was going to bring lots of answers.  I’ve heard from a few.  Here’s more:
“You just call out my name and you know wherever I am, I’ll come running to see you again.  Winter, spring, summer or fall, all you have to do is call, and I’ll be there.  __ __ __ __.”  Clue:  This chorus from the song is the essence of the song.  The singer is declaring that they have your back.

This morning we returned to Melt In Your Mouth for coffee and a conversation with Joe.  While we were talking, the sound of ceremonial music came from the bridge.  Four silver vans preceded a pick-up truck carrying a large, white seated Buddha and the truck was playing the music.  It seemed so natural for that to happen.  We really have been here a long time (555).  Across a small channel off the Kok River we saw one man fishing with a crude spear gun, and another casting a net.  Morning life by the river is fascinating.

Today’s photos were taken at ‘Melt’.  The first was the view from our table.  The second photo is a garden next to Melt and related to the restaurant.

Part of getting a driver license is a certificate from a doctor.  In the past, we had gone to a doctor who gave a strange ‘test’ requiring us to hold our hands above our heads, wiggle our fingers, and a few other things.  We went in search of his office but he had moved on.  That meant an afternoon trip to Overbrook Hospital for the paper. 

The best time of day to visit institutions is in the early afternoon.  This seems to be a consistent rule of thumb for us.  Today at Overbrook was no exception.  After the usual check-in, there was a short wait to see the doctor.  This time we had a real exam.  The doctor asked us important questions about our health and made sure we were aware of the consequences of driving in poor health.  We are now cleared for take-off.  Tomorrow we’ll tackle the DMV in the early afternoon (555).

We had a visit from Neechanon after lunch.  She has been spending time with her aunts and we’ve missed her.  She immediately went to the bookcase and pulled out a book we brought back from the States.  On the ‘A’ page she spotted an apple and named it in a big confident voice.  What was significant is the fact that she has been taught to pronounce the ‘L’, rather than saying ‘appun’, as is often the case.  Brava to the aunts.  There was a little meltdown when it was time to go, but Natcha always distracts her so gently that it doesn’t last long.  

Have a Happy Tuesday.

“Clouds come floating into 
my life, no longer to carry rain
or usher storm, but to add color
to my sunset sky.”
~Rabindranath Tagore

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