The flood is back. Life is disrupted. Again.
Looking down the street from our balcony, feelings of deja vu hit me … Flooded. Yet. Again. Thai people go through the same old chronic s*%# year-in and year-out. Flashback of the flood, of the inconvenience, of futile attempt to get around dirty water came into memory. Yesterday’s news has it that one of the reasons Bangkok floods is the fat that is clogging the drains … eeeewwww! And (some) people were monkeying around in those waters … yikes!
The first day the flood hit the town, I headed downstairs to check on the road condition (plus escape route, if any) before bf leaves for work. Not good.
Lucky-us that our condo’s back door allows escape route at that time.
After sending bf off to work at the MRT station, I walked around my neighbourhood, wanting to snap some photos for my blog. I left the comfort of home with the thought of capturing nothing, but the inconvenience caused by the flood.
Boy, I was in for a big surprise.
I started noticing and seeing good deeds happening all around me .. and hey, cheer up for natural disasters do bring out the best in people 🙂
Motorbikes driving on pavement usually irks me. But not that day. One motorbike driver was seen offering a lady on her feet a ride, getting her across the water dry-feet.
Cleaners at the MRT station were calling out to people, “Feel free to use the water to wash your feet” .. and garbage bag provided for people to throw tissue papers. Now, this is what I called as service.
I used to travel solo, and naysayers always warn me of the big bad wolf out there … But I always believe that the good guys triumph over the bad ones. A few bad apples won’t spoil the whole basket. That day, it may be cold, it may be wet, but the kindness shown by the Thai people I encountered are like a ray of sunshine at a bleak time.