and then there were more…

they were selling these things everywhere before we got up the mountain, i guess in case we forgot something to offer if on a pilgrimage, or some tourist from europe who thinks they are being one with the locals if they walk around the temple three times for luck and prosperity, but really they just look like tacky tourists who stick out by a foot against all the devout offerings. but it’s not like i’m cynical about it or anything…..

 burning incense offerings at the temple- these were circled all around the main temple where the relic of buddha is buried with additional chapels around the peremeter.

 you know, it’s kinda addicting once you start….

the westmont family in our traditional clothing before our traditional northern thailand dinner (aka sticky rice…need i say more?)

a break on the walk to the temple. after i took it and looked at it my initial thought was “wow, i think i just captured the essence of god in his creation. on my camera….” (somebody with better sense than i at the bible can find a really good quote to fit it more appropriatly than me sounding like a selfish photographer….)

 

 unlike my giraffe picture, this animal is really behind me…

 thanks for rubbing it right into my anglo-saxon face!

and now a story, because i didn’t tell it yesterday and when i heard it i laughed for about five minutes:

on sunday, as you know, we all met our families. as one of my friends drove home with his family, the father driving the car tries to engage in conversation with him. now, the family’s english is not steller, but they are trying. the father asks aaron something that sounds like “you like heroine?” thinking he must have heard him wrong, my friend goes “uhm, what?” to which the father starts hitting his hand against his arm near his forearm. my friend is starting to freak out thinking “o crap, two minutes into this family and i find out they are junkies and they want me to do heorine with them.” eventually, after the mother and brother chime in looking for a response other than aaron’s blank white stare, he finally figures out they are trying to say “do you like children?” say it outloud in a really bad english accent…it works. also, the father was trying to show someone small with his hand, not the place where he usually injects his daily doses of illigal substances. o my gosh, i laughed so hard.

hope you all at least got a chuckle.

enjoy the weekend and don’t get too cold!

sarah

~ by sarah davis on January 23, 2008.