Yesterday was Loy Krothong. The festival always marks the end of rainy season and the beginning of winter.
True enough, we woke this morning with gentle zephyrs blowing into our faces. Gooly was gleeful and commented, "Happy Windsday, Mom.. I like this weather." Yes, any sweaty boy would, my dear son. :)
So, it's aircond off - wind ala au de naturale for now. It's 12 pm now. I'm in the room with just an open window.