Looking back on Saturday, October 6th:
One of the happiest days. We stayed at the Papa Festival all day long. For two hours we volunteered at the basketball tent and watched traditional Thai performances. Delicacy. Elegance. Perfection. We ate copious amounts of free food, danced with lively women who rivaled us in moves (I was told I am a sexy dancer), were pulled into a parade around the temple, handed out prizes on stage, and mingled with beautiful, beautiful souls. The best part of it all was that I really felt part of the festival. I was not merely a bystander watching this community come together, come alive. I was a participant, I was a part of it, I belonged. This experience, I believe, is best conveyed through pictures.