Chiang Rai is still in the grip of triple digit heat with no let-up in sight. ‘They’ say we might get a thunder storm but that could just be a lot of noise (555). The Songkran celebration will probably continue through Sunday night.
The ‘Zany Day’ song was “Chug-a-Lug” by Roger Miller. Now we’re going back to my senior year in high school, 1960, and this early tune from a singer and her husband. “Oh, there is something on my mind. Won’t somebody please, please tell me what’s wrong? You’re just a fool, you know you’re in love. You’ve got to face it to let it explode…. You know you love him, you can’t understand why he treats you like he do when he’s such a good man.” Hint: The title is never actually sung, but the words are there, just scattered around (555). She finally left him and had a giant career, nylons and all.
We went into town this morning. Maybe I should say we went into the ‘Ghost town’, since the streets were pretty empty and most of the shops were closed. It was a little eerie. Then we went to The Wanderer for coffee and snacks. They were doing a brisk business before lunch. I asked Kwan if she had played Songkran (thrown water) and she said no, but she noticed some of the staff brought squirt guns to work. Hmm.
Something happened today that we had never considered. Boot called to say hello and later Lisa realized that she has no family in Chiang Rai. Songkran is all about connecting with family so we invited her to come over for a visit. It never occurred to us that she might be a target for water play while riding on her motorbike. A little after the time she was to come over, Rudi called to say that she had to return to the house because she got soaked on the way to see us. Today is the last ‘official’ day of Songkran so hopefully she can make it over without incident tomorrow.
During this heat wave we have tried to keep the trees and flowering plants watered. As a result, we have lots of fragrant flowering bushes in the backyard and beautiful colors in the front. Today’s photo shows just how much the bougainvillea plants love the heat.
The festivities across the river began this afternoon. There was a lot of local music until this evening, when a pro band took the stage. We can usually tell by the arrangements and the vocals. There’s also less of the repetitive drumming and relentless cowbell. When we crossed the bridge this morning the crowd didn’t seem as big as last year. Our guess is that the heat is playing a big part in that. It’s just too hot, even by the river. We had a big wind this afternoon but it did little to cool things off or clear the air.
Have a Wonderful WeekEnd. It’s time for the ‘Funnies’. The Formula One Grand Prix is in China this weekend.
Zoom.
Peace,
Danny
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