On our first night Couchsurfing with Kevin in Chiang Mai, he took us to his favorite annual event: the Yi Peng festival.
The evening was hot and sticky and the thousands of people crammed into the Maejo University grounds inspired a bit of claustrophobia.
And then. The monks began to chant.
And then. The oil lamps staked all over the grounds were lit.
And then. Everyone held the wax rings wired to the bottom frames of their khom loy to the fire.
AND THEN. A sea of glowing paper lanterns rose, along with our hearts, and for a minute or so, the world was perfect.