xiaonanmen, the small south gate, a reconstructed remnant of the city walls from the Qing dynasty...

the weather changed, dropping temperature followed by chill rain, familiarity although the trees hold stubbornly to green leaves, autumnal, shrouded hills topped with low cloud... the local gods having some fun, the yuk of the vaccine lifting, impatience building just in time for them to open the fridge door and test the sprinkler system... while the rabbit hole has found itself in or around chiang mai...