As I freewheeled down the road today a leaf slowly fell from the trees. In slomotion helicopter it gently strobed the late afternoon sunlight. When I looked ahead a midnight black bird with sapphire blue wings flew between the trees and I rolled on into the sunshine. It was one of those perfect moments that happens in a blink and lasts a lifetime.
We were cycling amongst ruins in Kamphaeng Phet, a small, fairly nondescript town near Sukhothai in the north of Thailand. We were the only visitors and we had the whole wooded historical park to ourselves.
We leave Thailand in a few days after two months in South East Asia. This tiny, lovely moment seemed like a fitting fair well and a summary of the bright gentleness we have found here.
Next up is futur-robozilla, Tokyo-shock and all that is the rising sun.