M and I went for a walk to get her some coffee while B took a bike ride.  The coffee shop of first preference was not open so we walked along and eventually came around to this area of interwoven internal courtyards containing shops and restaurants and a playground, and she had coffee and I had a smoothie at one of them (which we sort of forced to open since we were there asking to buy things at eight in the Sunday morning).

We sat among the wooden shelves filled with books and the thatch roof covering this segment of the courtyard and drank our drinks.  We had a long conversation about all the important nothings and slowly woke up to the day.

One of the restaurants in these passageways is a Thai place they had enjoyed on a couple of previous occasions so we made plans to eat there at some point.

We walked back around looping the other way home.  As we passed this small place on the corner I pointed out an unusual cooking burner and wok arrangement, asking what it was for, explaining I’d not yet seen it in action.  The place had corn in their windows so we surmised it might be for making batches of kettle corn.

Once back home we suited up and moved down by the pool with the also just-returned B.  I did some exercising in the small gym, trying to find ways to make similar exercises to those I normally do back home, making due with whatever was possible with the equipment at hand.

Spent some time in and about the pool.  Very refreshing.  (The heat here is remarkably and reliably brutal and moist.)

While B was out he had done the shopping so when we went back to the apartment we ate some jackfruit and some something called colloquially artichoke flowers (though they are not).  The jackfruit was really tasty; less so the purple things.  B only wanted a few to try but the high pressure fruit-monger foisted a full Kg on poor B.  There is talk of making a tart compote from them; surely they will find their way into some salads.

We also had some yarrow root pudding.  Never had that before.

Various domestic chores were attended, including but not limited to food prep for the week, work prep for the week, and other contemplations.

We decided today might be a good day to hit that Thai place, we out we ventured toward that particular labyrinth.

Leaving home we again passed the unknown device to discover our popcorn theory had been debunked.

Still not clear what they are doing.

At the Thai place they seated us in a train car.  Then the rains came.  Brutal.  Epic.  We had to shout to be heard across the small table.  We were all very glad to be under cover rather than out walking.

The distinction between outdoor and indoor here is often quite vague.

It rained all the while we ate.  It rained so long and hard that once we did get back out to the street we found the streets were flooded.  B and I were wearing sandals but M had here fancy running shows, so we did have some trouble getting back without ruining then.

At one point we ducked into a place with a large koi pond to stand under the umbrellas to let the rain die back again.

We sneaked in through the out door of the building (again ducking out of the rain).  This allowed us to pass by the small mini-mart in the garage portion of this tower where we bought some melon (honeydew?) ice cream bars (imported from Korea).  Now I want to make melon ice cream when I get home.  I will be eating more of these.

Read for a time.  Bed time now.