Color

I had a great day yesterday.  I could understand enough Thai on the bus to know that the people were talking about food (although people often talk about food here, you would too).  I walked through the northeast corner of the old city, which is full of small streets and no traffic and flowers and shops.  I took a full-day cooking class (oh yes I did).  Got a pedicure for about $7.  Returned triumphant from the market with cashews, acacia, wide rice noodles, and tiny bananas.

Here's a dose of color for my friends on the east coast being snowed under.  I have to confess it's hard not to gloat a little when I read the Ithaca weather report and see phrases like "freezing drizzle" and "windchill of -2."