Sunday, January 03, 2010
The End of a Day
Dale is away for the night, DJ'ing a friend's wedding at a nearby beach. Sojo and I decided to stay here and have a mellow day together instead of spending hours in a taxi.
After dinner, we headed out to the playground for a quick play before the sun started going down and the mozzies came out. Almost as soon as we got out there, the king's anthem came on the neighborhood loudspeakers. This means it's 6:00 (it also happens at 8 a.m. and is followed by a long speech in Thai--note to self to find out what they are saying), which is usually our key to go inside, but we decided to stay out a bit longer. While she played in the sandbox, I just soaked it all in--the evening light, the sky framed perfectly through the silhouette of the branches, and the realization that the king's anthem played each night is like when I was a kid and the streetlights came on. It was our reminder to finish up the playing, say goodbye to friends, and head home to our families. The routine of a day coming to an end.
Minutes after the king's anthem finished, the call to prayer came across yet another loudspeaker (funny, but we really don't live in a loud place) from the Muslim mosque just outside our apartment building. I love that Sojo knows it's the call to prayer, and how sometimes she wishes aloud that the man would be just a bit quieter with his praying.
As our day was ending, the strangest thing happened. We met a camel named Camel in the sandbox who really wanted to come home with us (where on earth did that come from?!). He was lonely, so we got him some water and let him sleep downstairs instead of the original idea of having him sleep in my bed. Sojo tucked him in with her new robot, and the plan is to check on him in the morning.