The Heat Is On- Hua Hin and Political Upheaval

It's hotter than you can possibly imagine--so hot, in fact, that to ponder the mere existence of such calor for more than the moment it takes you to wipe the sweat coursing down your face or for you to exclaim "It's SOOOOOO F'ING HOT," could actually drive you insane. So I try not to the think about it.

What I prefer to think about is the place I was this weekend which is on a quiet stretch of Gulf coast between Hua Hin and Prachap Kiri Khan. I stayed in the suite pictured above. That balcony wasn't even the best part. It was the wireless access in the room. I am joking. It was the breeze, the beach, the sea, the infinity pool, the quiet and the company.

I did have a few anxieties, work related, although it was a public holiday. What if the King died? He resides at the Summer Palace in Hua Hin, so I'd be golden. I had a nightmare about a missing tripod, too.

It was an inspired move to get out of the city for the weekend--the news cycle as the Kingdom desparately seeks a government shows little signs of slowing. I've done three live reports already and have at least one more. A fresh round of general elections is upcoming. So is, for that matter, another public holiday.

In another surreal twist to my life here, I have inherited a lovely silver Kawasaki motorcycle.