. . . I speak of Songkran of course.
One day ahead of schedule, but nobody seemed to be complaining.
Part of my weekly routine is a Sunday shop at Silom Complex. I wasnтАЩt the least bit surprised to hear the boom-boom beat of music and the noise of Songkran party revellers as the sky-train approached BTS Sala Daeng.
Unfortunately, I wasnтАЩt dressed for the occasion, or tooled up for the affray, so I had to keep back at a safe (and dry) distance.
My special boy is working today, but will arrive tomorrow, so we can partake in three days of madness and mayhem.
As I finish drafting this post, the heavens have opened up and torrential rain is pouring down, with almighty claps of thunder overhead. Hope thatтАЩs it for the next 3 days, otherwise it will spoil things somewhat.