Songkran is the pagan water festival here in Thailand and everyone from the little kids to the farangs seems to be having
I just donned my raincoat and camera and was immediately plastered with talcum powder from the Japanese living in my building. By the time I got to Sukhumvit, I was drenched from the passing trucks filled with 'shooters' of water cannons or little kids on the street who saw their waiting prey.
By the time I got downtown, Nana was hopping. I came home, dried off the camera, and to-night plan to don my bathing suit and tea shirt and find out what is happening on Khao San Road. I don't know who is having a better time, the kids or the parents, and/or the Thais or the farangs.
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