This year, both Loi Krathong and Father's Day fell on Sundays, so I insisted my wife joined me in both occasions as I knew it would be an experience of a lifetime. That said, I am still not exacty sure what Loi Krathong was really about, aside of the fact that its date varies every year depending on which day the moon is at its fullest, and that Thais will bring their whole families along to release boats (aka Krathongs) into the rivers to send away their past sins as well as bring better fortunes to their futures.
|Can you see the sins floating away? They will eventually be stuck somewhere for poor cleaners to clean up.|
|The 2 of us beaming with Om, who was surprised at Li Li's speed at making Krathongs|
|Our small but steady Krathong stall|
|Our Krathongs, not too shabby eh? 30baht each, anyone?|
From my experience as a roadside hawker, I had my revelation of the day, which can be explained from this picture below:
This slipper-stall was our neighbour, and despite our great sales efforts (including big discounts) and flawless craft-work, the interest we generated could not compare with theirs. It was shocking for me to see 2-5yr old girls' eyes glowing with delight while browsing through the colourful slippers one-by-one. Their mesmerised gazes then falling on their parents who had no choice but to part with hard-earned cash to remove slippers swiftly off the racks onto their daughters' feet. This fateful night, I understood the universal truth of life: Women are BORN shoppers. They are destined to become shopaholics, like it or not.
Anyway, the night couldn't possibly be complete without releasing Krathongs ourselves, so we made our way into the temple to do so.
|The special Krathongs we made for ourselves, no incense for me though|
|Li Li with our mega-size Krathong|
|Photo of the night: What does Loi Krathong mean to Thai people? Rit's expression says it all.|
Supposedly good days could turn fatally bad in an instant. Let's live everyday to its full and treasure the ones around us, because they deserve it.