While it wasn’t high on my desirability index when considering Thailand as a home, the off-the-road location of Hua Hin seemed to isolate it from some of the world’s problems.
Tonight, while I was playing pool in the Bintabaht bar district, there were two bomb explosions. Early reports have one death and 19 other casualties.
When I learned of the first explosion, no one knew whether it was a transformer or LNG tank. Sometime shortly after I left the area, that question was answered, as a second explosion caused extensive damage.
I’m probably lucky I wasn’t arrested.
My first impulse when I see a story brewing is to go headlong into the story. Unfortunately, in this case, the ‘crime scene’ had been taped off.
Undeterred, I found a way around the tape, when I was promptly stopped by a short, stubby policeman. After he continued on his way, I turned around and went to the next police barricade. Nothing going on.
But as I approached the tape barrier, a man approached me to ask what I was doing. He said he was a police officer but he was in civilians. I asked to see his badge, and he pretended he didn’t understand.
Others told me to back off,even though I was just trying to get to the tape barrier they had created. Apparently there is a six-foot zone outside the tape. Who knew?
I didn’t back off, talking to them about where the tape was as I creeped closer to get a view of anything. There was nothing to see.
The scene would become much more chaotic in a short time, after I had already returned home.