last night was loy khratong yài. and it was certainly yài-er than lék. there were more fireworks, more kom loy, more people and more noise. so, of course, we went. c15 got a bit unnerved by the loud firework that went off right at his feet. a12 was a bit distraught by the painful firework that landed on her hip and s10 just enjoyed – not the pain his siblings were feeling, but the all around fun of the bigger, better and louder.
i took in the parade. they’d had it the two previous nights, but last night i just happened to be at the right place at the right time. the rest of the fam find parades to be a bit of a drag. and, in all fairness, the parades here do tend to go on and on. i finally gave up on waiting for the parade to come to me and, instead, went looking for the end of the parade myself. because i was tired.
here’s a parade guessing game. boys or girls??
oh, i’m too tired for games. i’ll just tell you, they’re all boys.
and it’s true what they say – everyone loves a parade (except my family…)
the fireworks went pretty nonstop until 7 am. i’ve heard rumor that we shouldn’t be disturbed by them tonight. i don’t believe it.