Apparently, there is an fantastic view of Pittsburgh driving in over one of the bridges. At least that's what Wanda said -- she was my dead friend's mother and was trying to explain how Pittsburgh was just as nice as Paris, when she came to visit her daughter.
Yesterday was the King's Coronation Day, tomorrow is the former King's Birthday, Sunday to Tuesday is Bon Om Tuk, the water festival. All public holidays but our office is not following any this week and we only got Monday and Tuesday off next week.
The other night I dreamed that Rikita arrived at the bus station (I don't know of which city) with three gigantic suitcases and in a foul mood because she didn't want to be there. What on earth could that mean?
My yard is full of enormous trees, any one of which could do the job in our frequent Winter storms. You have to adopt a fatalistic "If it happens, it happens" indifference or you'll never sleep on those nights.