get out of the hot spring. Or to put it in my context, leave Mae Hong Son. This was done with a great deal of reluctance, but it was beginning to get intolerably hot and smoky, a profound change from the first two weeks of my stay when I had to wear a fleece jumper and thick socks until lunch. One sign of the impending hot season is the floating restaurants that go up on the Mae Nam Pai:And now I’m back home in hot, sweltering Bangkok, although yet again in transition: tomorrow I’m off to Bangladesh (!) for a week and after that, will be in Phuket for a few days. An almost perverse contrast in destinations, for sure. Depending on the Internet situation in Bangladesh, I’ll try to do some blogging, but can’t make any promises.And lastly, I’ve entered a contest/marketing ploy for a prize to embark on my photographic ‘Dream Assignment’. My dream assignment? Collaborating with a talented writer to document Thailand’s regional cuisines in the form of a website and/or book. Details can be seen here. And if you really care, PIC me while there, ensuring that I’ll make it to the final round of 20.