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Children of the Hills
Some children on the steps of a temple, dressed in traditional hill tribe clothing.
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Little Monster Revealed
For Halloween, my ESL students created masks using shapes and colors they recently learned. In this photo, Jason took his mask down to yell "Boo!", a cultural note he discovered he really liked!
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The Bathroom Chronicles
In the bathroom this morning, doing business as usual, except, for some reason, today is different. I still have almost-diarrhea (AD), which, as the name implies, isn't quite diarrhea but still isn't quite kosher. I like to call it Harey Diarrhea (HD), because it's as if halfway through the race diarrhea just decided to stop and take a nap. I've had AD, or HD, take your pick, let's just start calling it ADHD, every day at site thus far. Not fun. Sometimes my progress is tormentingly slo...
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Matriarch
A woman from the Naxi minority in Yunnan province. Today, many Naxi continue to wear the traditional dress.
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bug-schizo
“My house is a balanced ecosystem,” I explained to my two newest couchsurfers, in-between bouts against a large tarantula like spider, using a blue nalgene water bottle as my weapon of choice. They were two girls, traveling from Turkey through the Caucasus and back to Turkey. While on the road, they had explained the hospitality of Caucasian men (in their instance, primarily Armenian men) and how they were near constantly being followed, honked at and groped. They fled from there quickly b...
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Towering Over
Horse riders were able to get a great view of the Naadam horse race this July.
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Huushuur
During Naadam, Mongolia's national summer festival, it's traditional to eat huushuur, a fried pastry with meat inside. Here are some ladies mixing the meat and pressing the dough, while the hot Mongolian butter (not oil!) waits.
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Basketball
At our aimag (province) children's camp, the kids couldn't get enough of playing basketball. Most of the boys knew much more about American basketball than I did.
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Herding Sheep
After spending so long in the countryside, one sometimes forgets to look around and see how beautiful and peaceful it really is.
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Mmm mmm marmot!
Marmot! One of my favorite foods in Mongolia. They cook it inside out by filling it with hot rocks and sewing it shut.
