this morning sitting on the terrace of my Hotel I noted staff from various Soi-hotels assembling on the road obviously heading for a thorough cleanup. A photographer appeared while they were sweeping the environment like silly, but the moment the guy packed his camera all participants immediately disappeared and the only one left was a guy with a hose which kept on spraying water. I had to interrupt my breakfast due to lack of control over my nervous system. It is this and many other events of similar quality which make me come back again and again. Friday I climbed on a Tuktuk and the pilot showed me his wife somewhere in Isaan on Line relaxing in a hammock. I had the honour to talk to her and madame confirmed I am more hansum than husband. These are great moments.