Thailand not so bad
So many letters to PostBag are negative, complaining about the government, military coups, the bureaucracy, the judicial system, inequality, immigration regulations, Section 112, incompetent Covid management, and much more.
And I am as guilty as anyone else in this regard.
But today, as I do every day at about 6am, I took my two dogs and walked along Mae Ram Phueng Beach in Rayong. My young pup bounded down the beach and crashed into the sea, before she was out of her depth and swam back to shore. The older dog plodded along the sand, happy to be out for her morning exercise.
And then just a few second before sunrise, the entire sky turned into a kaleidoscope of pink, orange, grey and hints of red. It only lasted a few minutes until the sun poked its head above the horizon and turned the sky into its normal shades of blue, with white and grey clouds.
Then I realised that every day dawn dons a different dress. Sometimes black and brooding, with just a steak of yellow sunlight showing through the ominous clouds; at other times wearing a yellow top, with a hint of amber at the hem; or an inversion, with grey clouds above a tangerine horizon reflected on the sea below.
And I thought to myself: "What the hell? For all its faults, where else would I want to live?"