I should also note that one of the very most delightful things about living in Bangkok is the way there seems always to be something new and magical going on each day, if one can just leave the house with eyes open and perhaps linger a little on the daily commute.
Yesterday, it was termite mating time, and hundreds of the tiny lace-winged things were fluttering and copulating furiously around streetlights all around the city.
The day before that, I arrived at Chit Lom station to find at least fifty monks in saffron robes ringing the façade of the mall... giving blessings? Demonstrating? I wasn't sure. They looked serene, anyway.
When I went to the immigration office to extend my visa the day before that, I discovered a vegetarian sandwich shop right across the soi. They had marvelous imitation ham sandwiches, and tuna too -- if fake tuna doesn't sound delicious to you, just trust me on this. I had mine on a croissant and brought another home for Matthew. Really, the food in this city is one of its major strengths.
That and the cats. I'm starting to recognize the ones that frequent my neighborhood, although there are dozens, some with manx tails and many with siamese markings and still more with funny hybrid combinations of those traits with others. One mother cat was raising her kittens between the tin roofs just across from our entrance, and we got to watch them getting bigger and bigger every week.
And then, just a few days ago, we discovered that one of the koi in the pond downstairs would rear out of the water to nibble food off our fingertips. There are at least twenty in the pond, and while the rest of them will gobble up anything dropped in the water, none but this browny-gold one will reach above the surface. We named him Rufus.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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