bountiful Bangkok

We love Bangkok in January! It's warm (not too hot and humid). It's festive (think Mazey Day in Penzance or Trevithick Day in Camborne). It's sensory overload and full of contrasts.
The chanting of monks or Highway to Hell blasting from a protest site. The smell of incense or pork and vegetables in a wok at a street kitchen. The Sky Train or bumping over potholes in a motorbike rickshaw and bouncing in a water taxi on the murky water of a small canal lined by a shanty town of huts and shops.The cool sanctuary of a temple or the pandemonium of the streets. The green of parks or the gold of countless Buddhas.
We haven't had long enough here; this afternoon we must head back to the airport and fly on to Christchurch but I hope that I return one day.