Back again — most of the elephants in Chiang Mai were fanciful, the Hmong hilltribe no longer wear their outfits but offer them to tourists for a fee, and nothing had quite prepared me for the total drenchings of the Songkran festivities
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and I had been considering a much longer moratorium on my blogging here, but a mix of reading (Hurtado and Avalos) and reflections within a non-Western and non-Christian environment have prompted me to finish off the complete nonsense that passes for scholarship in historical Jesus studies.
But first, some sleep.