Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Loi Krathong is a Buddhist festival of lights.
It began on Saturday night, and Justin and I rode out to Mae Jo to be a part of it.
Though whether we can really be a part of a Thai Buddhist festival, I'm not sure.
Still, it was impressively beautiful. We couldn't put away the camera.
Thousands and thousands of people lit Khom Fai, huge paper lanterns, which the heat lifted into the sky.
At first there were only a few. Then the night filled with them.
Until the whole sky was alight.
There seemed no end to it.
We could have stayed for hours, watching. But we didn't.
Instead we pushed, like aggressive Americans, through the crush of people, out to the motorbike, back down the highway, to arrive at the Chiang Mai apartment we will soon leave behind.
Have I told you yet it is fall here? After dark and in the early mornings, the air is light and touched with clear cold.