Lucky no. 13

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I think the number 13 has become lucky

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Photo: Juho Sarno

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We arrived to Bangkok 4 months ago, on December 13th, and it was the beginning of our journey in Thailand. It just happened to be a Friday.

One month later, on January the 13th, came the first lucky blow, and I’m glad it happened. Bangkok Shutdown stopped us from taking things too fast. It also changed things here in Bangkok, at least where we have been. The roads aren’t so congested, the air is cleaner, and people seem to be even happier.

And now, on Sunday, the 13th of April, we set off.

We wanted a big party when leaving, but didn’t know how to arrange one. We had almost given up hope even to leave. But by luck, the 13th of April marks the beginning of Songkran. We’ve had the western new year, the Chinese new year, and now the Buddhist new year will finally send our Klongboat of Freedom on it’s way.

Songkran is the worlds largest water fight festival, and in Myanmar, the party lasts for 2 weeks. We will set off through the biggest carwash ever, and be cleansed all the way to and through Myanmar. I can already feel the change starting.

The moon is heating up, and we can hear the snakes.

The gods of Nagaland are calling us to India.

We cross during blood moon.

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