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Christmas in Buddhist Land


December is when Thailand almost does not look like a Buddhist country especially in commercial areas. You just have to go out and see how business works with a Christian tradition.

This is a tree inside Central Mall, Bangna

Sky rail tracks on the right and Siam Paragon on the left. Christmas arches in the middle are abuzz with picture-taking.

Inside Siam Paragon. That star rubs shoulders with Emporio Armani.



All ready for the Countdown. Merry Christmas from Bangkok!


My World Tuesday is brought to you by Klaus and the My World Team Sandy, Wren, Fishing Guy, Sylvia

Comments

Photo Cache said…
this only shows how commercialized christmas has become. happy holidays.
Hazel said…
looks like it has been for awhile in many parts of the planet
Hazel said…
J Bar, thanks
Sylvia K said…
It is indeed a beautiful post and Christmas seems to flourish everywhere and perhaps for many reasons, but it is still beautiful! Have a wonderful week, Hazel!

Sylvia
Rajesh said…
Wonderful Christmas decorations. Very colorful.
Hazel said…
Sylvia, you're right on the beauty bit. I'm happy it's there no matter what the purpose is. It's what I love about the season.

Rajesh, indeed they are.
Anonymous said…
Commercialism at it's finest. But it's beautiful :)
BraCom said…
Beautiful My World Tuesday posting

Merry Christmas and have a nice week,
Greetings, Bram

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Hazel said…
Thom, thanks to Christmas, yeah :D

Merry Christmas to you too, Bram.
Vicki said…
So neat to see Christmas in other countries. Thanks for sharing!!!

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