Poor me I am ill. After nearly 3 months away my stomach of cast iron has dissolved to an unpleasant mulch leaving me feeling rather weak and pathetic and unable to do much. Luckily for you this means I can post yet more random stuff from the past few weeks.
Coming down from the mountains you immediately start to notice the change in dominance of Buddhism to Hinduism - no where more so than in Poon Hill where we were to experience the first of many 'tika' giving ceremonies. This involves a dollop of raw rice mixed with yoghurt and red dye being placed on the forehead and a flower behind the ear. I understand this to be the giving of good luck ... that said Clare's looks more as though she has been stabbed in the head and mine looks like a dirty great scab.
3 comments:
you poor thing, but has to happen sooner or later!! If you can get your hands on this vile pink stuff called peptobismol get it, it cures EVERYTHING within 15 min!
can you recall seven good fridays ago ? we will make it to the inkerman next time !
hope the tum holding up
love em, freds, tobes and andy
Hey Sarah,
I think your pictures are amazing!! I f your read your blog, it is unbelievable that it has been only three months that you have been traveling and already two months since we said goodbye in Phnom Penh.. Knowing that you used your boots in Battambang, Cambodia for the first time.. I am impressed!!!
See you, Ingrid x
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