Cool nights, hot days, gone to my baby’s head. Sounds like an old blues tune, but it’s just the weather in Chiang Rai.
The ‘Old School Friday’ song was “Don’t You Just Know It” by Huey ‘Piano’ Smith and The Clowns. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6sxnXO2RjVg&frags=pl,wn ‘Easy Monday’ is easy. “Sneaking out the back door to hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine. Greeted at the back door with, ‘Boy, thought I told you not to go outside’. Tryin’ your best to bring the water to your eyes, thinkin’ it might stop her from whippin’ your behind. __ __ those days could come back once more. Why did those days ever have to go. __ __ those days could come back once more, why did those day ever have to go, ‘cause I love them so.” Hint: The singer is reflecting on his childhood, dreaming of those days coming back. Wish I could tell you more (555).
The musical mystery continues in our neighborhood. The loud band performances are still going on and we still can’t pinpoint where they’re coming from. If we walk into the front yard, it sounds like the music is across the field, by the river. Step outside to the rear of the house and it sounds like it’s coming from a few blocks away, in the neighborhood. Saturday night it ended at 12m, and Sunday they shut it down at 11:35pm. Someday we’ll get to the bottom of this. I must admit that some of the Saturday music was well played and interesting.
We keep pushing the limits of our own capabilities and learning what ‘too much’ means. For instance, a short walk in the mall takes us right to the edge of discomfort. A trip to Big C, on the other hand, has definite consequences after the fact. The safest thing to do is to limit ourselves to short distances, or at least situations where we can rest. Since there are no hikes on the horizon, we’ll probably be OK while the healing continues.
Sunday we had another delightful lunch at The Wanderer with our friend Edwin. He told us about how happy he is with Netflix Thailand, and now we’re about to dive in. When it was first introduced here, it was a little shaky and there weren’t a lot of things we wanted to see. Now it's all grown up and has our attention. Edwin and I had the same thing for our lunch, which was really breakfast. One of the early dishes on the menu was ‘Apple Cinnamon French Toast’. It used to be a favorite of Blue’s. Sunday was the first time I’d had it in about a month. Edwin said he’s going to have it until he grows tired of it (555). I went off my diet with that dish, but I’m back on track now. It’s all about bringing up the red cell count, and sugar is not helping.
Today’s photo was taken in traffic. What you are seeing is a Back Hoe sitting in the bed of a dump truck, waiting for the light to turn green. The traffic is moving from left to right, so he’s facing backward, in case you were wondering.
This afternoon we went to Chivit Tamma Da for coffee and juice. We left the house with Makro as our destination, but there was a request for a change of direction. The place was packed. We had never seen so many people there; all of the tables on all of the levels were active. Our server explained that it was a combination of Chinese New Year, local college graduations, and the fact that it’s the High Season. Very interesting.
Makro was a whole new experience today. I hadn’t been there in about 3 months, so changes had been made. We didn’t want to take too much time, but we did see many changes. It seems like 4pm is a good time to go shopping, right before folks get off work. Now I can’t wait to build up more stamina and spend some time cruising the aisles.
Have a Great Week.
“The artists vocation is to send light
into the human heart.”