The bow waves of trucks splashed over the top of my windshield.
After driving several sections which got progressively deeper, Nonthaburi was finally too deep. I had to turn back, burning hours navigating a new route.
North of Chai Nat it wasn't standing water, this one flowed like a river.
At the origins of the Chao Phraya river nearly the entire 1st level of this building was submerged.
Outside the flood zone, supply lines had been cut. Here was a 7-11 which had almost nothing to sell.
Undeterred, the car and I made it, crossing 2850km together as I arrived in Maesot (map, wikipedia) my home for the next 3 months.
I didn't come for the pretty scenery, the generous accommodations, the sporting events, fine dining, spas or nightlife.
I've returned for the 4th time, to Hsa Thoo Lei, a school of 800 refugees from Burma. I teach computers, internet and programming, install networks, remove viruses and do whatever other vaguely related tasks seem possibly helpful.