Right now, it's the Songkran festival in Thailand. The reason I chose to visit Thailand again, leaving behind countless countries I haven't been to, was because I wanted to run around the streets splashing water and shouting during Songkran. But right now, I'm just leisurely driving through a neighborhood without really knowing where I am. Since I don't know the destination, I don't really know what I'm looking at, and after sleeping the whole car ride, I'm just now starting to wonder why I'm even here. But right when those thoughts hit, they take me to a new place—it's truly a continuous cycle of carrots and sticks.
This time, the carrot is lunch by the water. Finally, some water play fitting for Songkran.
It might look like this, but it's a restaurant. They even rent out inner tubes.I told them how many people we had, and they guided us to room number 3. The way things work here is no different from Korea.Naturally, the owners of this river are the little kids. It's mostly a combination of kids playing with their dads. Moms are in charge of the food.The food took a while to come out, so I took a picture from the bridge. The water is muddy like the Bukhangang River valleys in Korea, so it isn't transparent.I don't know if this is the name of the restaurant, the valley, or just a sign saying "Meals available~", but it's a sign pointing to this place.The food is here~ Kids around seven to ten years old are serving. They're all so cute, so people give them tips and help them out. Since they're helping their moms, everyone has a big smile.This is 'Pi', the daughter of Goong's boss, who traveled with us this time. I'm hungry... stop playing and eat.As always, it's a feast. I don't know if it's because I'm here or if they usually eat like this, but I'm always grateful. Plus, we always go to great restaurants. (Of course, the problem is my picky appetite.)Som tam (papaya salad)with chicken. Som tam and chicken are a really great match. However, unlike before, this som tam is incredibly spicy.Stir-fried pork. The gamey smell of the pork and the spicy aroma hit at the same time, which is pretty tough for me.Two types of fried rice. Personally, the fried rice on the bottom was quite delicious.
Looking around while eating, I see a lot of large families with three or more kids. I don't know if it's just a feeling, but the atmosphere seems more family-oriented than back home, and the kids seem to be having more fun. Watching them splash around with a single inner tube, exactly like how we used to play when we were young, brings on a bit of nostalgia. Thinking about it, I realize I probably don't come to Thailand for its cultural heritage or buildings, but rather for these scenes and people that feel like something we've lost.
If all fathers were like this guy, there probably wouldn't be any wars.Once you finish eating, the dogs gather around. But they are well-trained and never climb up.As expected, we finish at a temple. That monk is a funny guy who gave us a big laugh when we ran into him again later. They told me this was the place, but I wonder if it really is...