We’ve still got that Bangkok feeling but have less than a month left to enjoy it before coming back home. So we’re trying to do everything that we haven’t gotten around to doing yet. We expect even greater activity when Olivia and Aaron arrive, including a trip to Krabi for some surf and, for Olivia and Aaron, some rock climbing.
Santana came to Bangkok, and a group of us met at Doug and Yim’s restaurant and headed out to the Impact Arena for dinner and the big concert. The arena went dark and BAM!! the music hit. It went for two hours straight and was great. Santana dates back to Woodstock, so the age spread of his audience was wide. So, as people began to dance, they did so with steps and moves from across the decades. It was like watching the evolution of Rock. A few rows down a Thai woman was dancing like Goldie Hawn of yore. What looked like a tin of Tiger Balm bulged in her right hip pocket and reminded me of a Skol tin in silhouette. After the concert, we returned to Doug and Yim’s house, which is a fabulous one they built of teak and Italian marble. Out front they have an mango tree and beneath that a carp pond. A bridge over the pond leads to the spirit house. We all enjoyed ending our grand evening there and taxied back our separate ways in the early morning.
Fish Story. Ray and I spent a day at Bungramsan Lake, once a gravel pit, now a deep fresh water fish reserve just outside Bangkok. Here you can catch and release giant fresh water specimens of the giant Mekong catfish, its cousin, plaa suay, carp and others mentioned on the picture of the sign. Ray is not only a career English language teacher for the British Council, he is also a serious and skilled fisherman. He taught me a lot. We estimated our day’s catch of ten fish at about 200 pounds. This estimate does not count the really big ones that got away.
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