This was the mild, day-time celebration, set to hip-hop music blaring over giant speakers.
At night, I went to Silom, which was a 4 lane road packed shoulder-to-shoulder with Thai teenagers for 6 blocks. Someone was shooting a firehose out of a 9th floor window. On the sidewalk, boys painted my cheeks with talcum powder as I passed. I expected them to slap it on, but it was a surprisingly gentle caress.
