But well, every cloud has many silver linings, and I am already used to taking positives out of everything that points against me (more so after I came to Thailand). In spite of the scorching heat in the day, when my colleagues and I gulped down cup after cup of coconut juice, and threats of heavy rain at night, I found myself increasingly immersed in the joyful atmosphere of an annual carnival in a small village.
I began observing in amusement the various assortment of dogs running around.
|Cute dog, but look at the number of soft toys the game booths have to prepare every night|
|Wait a minute, that's not a dog, that's a cow!|
|They LOVED taking pictures, their male counterparts beside them were all running away from the camera!|
|Stag beetles ready for battle|
|Their horn is tied onto the stick, which doesn't allow them to escape. They feed on sugar cane and rotting fruit.|
|Stag beetles locking horns in battle over a female that is hidden in the hollow log|
I witnessed one of these epic battles myself. It's highly intriguing, as both beetles fight for their lives over love. A fallen beetle is not a beaten beetle, he can pick himself up and resume battle. The game only ends when one beetle decides to retreat and give up. No beetle deaths are incurred in this game, just a lot of lost pride and cash for the owner of the defeated bug.
This is undoubtedly one of my weirdest birthdays yet, but I kind of enjoyed it. You have to watch the video below to understand what I mean.