I first came to Thailand in 1991. It was April. I traveled to Koh Samui on an overnight ferry. No one told me about the regular boat service, but I spent that night staring at the stars flickering in a tropical night. The boat was a service barge. Slow. We arrived at dawn. I got off the boat and was immediately drenched with buckets of water.
My intro to Songkran.
Thailand’s water festival.
18 years later I’m stuck in New York. My wives asking when I’m coming back with big pockets. Bangkok has been suffering from the throes of civil unrest. Red Shirts versus the government. Today the Abhisit regime had had enough. They sent in the army to arrest the leaders of the confrontation. Faced with such a crisis the government announced that it was dealing with the crisis the only way possible.
An extension of the Songkran festival until Friday.
Party. Sanuk. Forget everything.
if only it was that easy.