We didn't have time to go far. Traffic was so jammed it took hours just to get to the rivers. Busy Bangkokians usually settle for bodies of water they find near them in the city. Those in extreme situations float their Krathongs on swimming pools. I decided on a convenient location - the pond of Queen Sirikit Park on Sukhumvit Road.
There are many versions of krathongs that Thais float on Krathong eve. Cj's krathong is made from a banana trunk, covered with coconut leaves and decorated with orchids in the top middle. There's a candle to light and three incense sticks on it. Last year the raft of my krathong was a flower bread. The fish welcomed it with open mouths. It didn't last long in the water.
People make a wish as they float their krathongs. As Cj looks bored, I didn't bother him that much about making a wish. I could have been in trouble if he told me. My wish though is to float my krathong in Chiangmai where the festival is a big deal; one huge party.
They say when your candle light is not extinguished while your krathong floats away, your wish is granted. I don't know whether it's true or not. I celebrate Loy Krathong just for the fun of it and took Cj along although he didn't seem to be in the mood. I'm lucky he didn't run away from the camera. I was also after the chow afterwards of course. What would Loy Krathong be without food?
I let him watch the birds first before going home. Or before striding in to that light brown building in the background. That's an upscale mall where we ate. Hmmm... yum! Eating is indeed one of my major talents (lol).
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