Last time there was an election here, it fell exactly on my 50th birthday. I honestly and truly didn't even think about the election (let's be honest, if you're turning 50, who would be thinking about elections?). Anyways, minutes before 6 o'clock I sail into my favourite pub up on Sukhumvit with a big smile on my face and a wad of money in my wallet. I order a pint of the black stuff only to be told "Sorry sir, we're closing at 6. No can sell alcohol today". That was the driest birthday of my entire adult life!
Never again!
Now I is a gonna stock up real good this time round!