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Siam Square

Yesterday, I was a transplanted typical-Luneta-photographer,
holding on to the camera hung from his neck, walking about while looking around.

Today, I was jologz-in-the-mall-who-sits-by-the-fountain.
Well, it was a very nice fountain anyway.

I usually approach malls with disdain, but when you're walking through
lit marble halls, glass and cascading water, crystal chandeliers that make tinkly sounds
and lots of pretty, pretty things (lovely dresses, funky houseware, cute knick-knacks,
well-crafted notebooks, kick-ass sound systems, unbelievable jewelry)
you kind of forget that you're in a mall.

And do excuse me for getting impressed by japanese-design lagoons
with actual fish in them (what for, you wonder),
aquariums in the middle of food halls,
huge TV walls and impressive product displays,
and yes, fantasy indoor fountains (mirrors and water and jungle)
that emerge out of nowhere.

i must say, our malls have been very much outdone.
i sat there for quite a while, disbelieving my own wonder.
but alas, a jologz-by-the-fountain, even if
it IS a very nice fountain in a very nice mall, is still a jologz.
and so, i eventually had to get out of there.