And the rains just keep coming. It’s really quite amazing to me. The river is some 6 or 7 feet higher than it was a week ago. No joke.
This is the row of fortune-teller booths that I walk through every morning on my way to campus. I never really thought much of it until, well, it struck me: these people make a good living by telling fortunes. That seems exceedingly strange to me. Obviously, I’m in a foreign culture.
I post this now because, as I walked through the above row on my way to the ferry tonight, it was through three inches of standing water. I can only fear for how much more it’ll rise during the night.
For my part, I really enjoy the rain. But for the part of the city of Bangkok, I hope things clear up for a few days. For the record, my two-dollar-and-some-change umbrella is proving to be one of the best purchases of my life.
All I can say is… I’m glad I live on the 6th floor. =)