Here's the Christmas stuff for sale at MR D.I.Y. in Central Plaza on 20221016. No Halloween here. Good. That Halloween candy is hazardous to one's health.
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The rainy season has officially ended. They even had a holiday to mark the occasion: วันออกพรรษา / Wan Ok Phansa. (See the Wikipedia entry for Vassa to learn much more.)
So it's time to plant crops. As of this evening, we now have two raised bed gardens. Not too much damage to my hand. Just one big blister that should heal within a week or two.
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So I'm out on a pleasure ride, the first of the season now that it's possible to be outside. I come up on a huge pool of water, and like a moron I blindly follow the cars in front of me, fording the water at a depth of at least 15 cm, up to the bottom and sides of my boots. I won't claim that the exhaust got submerged, but I'm pretty sure the bottom of it got plenty wet, as did the chain and the bottom of the engine.
I had no appointment to get to. I had no destination. All I would have had to do is simply turn around. But nope. Still a dumbass...
To Yamaha's credit, the bike still starts without issue and appears to be running normally. I had to spend a day cleaning the bike, including a total chain cleaning and lubrication. We are not in California anymore. A bike's life is hard here.
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Returning from my first motorcycle ride of the season, I happened across a cattle drive just outside the gate of our housing complex. I saw at least 30 head of cattle, and there could have been many more as they were stretched out in a very long column, enthusiastically grazing their way up a flooded canal road.
Cattle drive is a misnomer. There were no cowboys. No horses. Just one cattle farmer guy walking at the head of the column and relying on some kind of honor system for the stragglers to keep moving forward--which they eventually did.
I guess it was my dream that the air wouldn't get bad until mid-January. I got back right at the end of the rainy season, and the air is...