Loy Krathong 2001 I spent the festival of light with the worst girlfriend of Pattaya.
Three months earlier Mam and I met at a bar. I only had another week in Thailand. My next stop was Kathmandu.
In bed Maam said sadly, “Why you go mountains, when you can climb me?”
There were a thousands of reasons, but I answered, “I not go to Himalayas. I stay with you. It was a big mistake, but wew had a few good months.
For Loi Krathong she dressed in Thai finery.
Maam resembled a handmaiden to the goddess of water.
