-The baby duckling dying in my hands because of its handicapped neck.
-The 5 chickens that were drained of their blood then dipped in boiling water and plucked of their feathers.
-The self-sufficient girls farming plants, raising animals, cooking animals, cleaning bathrooms, doing laundry, going to school, and running this institution because their families in the hilltribes can't keep them.
What I do have pictures of:
The nun who looks after the girls at this place.
(whatever the place is)
The other nun who looks after the girls at this place.
(whatever the place is)
The chickens we stole eggs from.
And then completely unrelated to this all-girls farm/boarding school where we stayed last night:
-In somewhat reverse chronological order over the course of a week or so.
Wat Tilok Aram in Phayao
The ride to Wat Tilok Aram
Uncle on the ride to Wat Tilok Aram
Soymilk. Yay. Awesome. Hooray. Fun.
Oh no. Reminders of what I'll be crying over
when I return to the States.
And then ridiculous instructions to open.
This Lady loading 5 kilos of pineapples in the truck
Soup in a coconut.
Green dessert.
Onward to Burma!
(Except my American Passport doesn't allow me)
The Northern Most of Thailand needs an arch, of course.
This image labeled itself.
A Thai finial with the patch of land on the left being Burma,
the patch of land on the right being Laos.
It all looks the same, really.
The Golden Triangle: yay for opium.
Plate in the foreground: mushrooms.
The plate in the background: fried tiny fish.
You just eat the whole damn thing, head, and eyes, and all.
I COULDN'T.
Fish cakes.
I COULD.
I DID.
FROOT
Original Redbull
Rice fields
Zucchini
Farmers
Jack Fruit
Views
Hill dogs
Hill dog
Rice farm baby.
Children's camp-dinner
Children's camp-beverage
Children's camp-dinner
A loom
A waterfall
More views.
A temple
Grapes and family
Pickin' grapes.
I want to adopt the child on the left.
Riding elephants
Riding elephants
Elephants
Elephant.
Hill children
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