Last two days have been overcast, cooler, with light rain punctuated by the odd downpour. It has been great! Went out on the scooter and the roads were EMPTY! Some stores shuttered up! It was just light rain! But activity had ground to a halt.
At the local restaurant last night, we pulled in just as two scooters passed by with both drivers and passengers clad in fully enveloping, thin, clear plastic jumpsuits. Only their faces could get wet. And, at the time, it was just misting. They had the grim hardy look of tough adventurers on their damp faces. Even when pouring, the rain was warm.
There was no adventure there. There was no hardy.
The whole scene reminded me of Belize one winter when we were down there. All the local guys working the docks were wearing ski jackets and toques. It was 20+. Sal and I were in light shorts and sandals. “Hey, mon! Why you be wearing the heavy clothing, mon?”
“It be freezing me ears off, mon. Winter bad here now. Get yourself some clothes on before you die of cold, whitey!”
We all know that we humans can adapt. I remember seeing native guys in jeans and sneakers up in Whitehorse on January 3rd a few years ago. It was -40. But doesn’t that strike you as extreme adjustment? The Belizean was wearing more in his winter than the Yukon native in his and the temperature difference was 60 degrees C?
Anyway…it has rained here. It was needed. It was refreshing. It was wonderful. As I write this, it is cool and misty with a light breeze. I like it.
More Thai villa news: Sally’s current record is 2 and 2. Two dead. Two rescued.
Seems there are a lot of frogs in the area and they like the pool. They go in at night. But they do not know it is chlorinated and, over an evening of frolicking about, they get poisoned. When poisoned, they lose their energy and sink to the bottom of the pool. Sal’s first task every morning is to grab the pool-scoop and rescue any frogs. So far, she has saved two and lost two. The first dead frog was a shock but she has hardened up lately. This morning, “Eh…ya win some, ya lose some.”
Heart of flint.