Although these photos do not represent the every-day living of this year, they are a fun illustration of recent highlights. Enjoy.
A famous market in my area is called "Chandni Chowk", meaning "Moon Market". Apparetly a big river used to flow through the area, casting the moons reflection on the market streets. The river has since dried up, but the streets are still bustling with activity. After winding through back streets and climbing up steep stairs, this mosque popped into view, sitting quietly in the minutes before prayer.
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| Some friends chanced upon this wall on our way to a South-Indian restaurant in a popular village. Graffiti [or graffiti art, as the more-forgiving might say] is uncommon in the city, so this wall stands out a lot against its bare neighbors. It is no Banksy, but it is still eye-catching. |
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| Recently, my boss got married in the Portuguese-style church depicted above. The church is located at the top of a hill and overlooks the Arabian Sea. |
Three months after moving into a new apartment with my roommate, Astrid, we began decorating. We have opted to go with the Vermont-lodge feel, which includes covering the pre-existing antique German furniture with bed sheets probably designed for eight year-old boys. We are currently looking for antlers to add to the walls.
The Khmer Rouge in Cambodia is famous for committing mass killings of intellectuals, artists, leaders, and prominent thinkers during their reign. At the Killing Fields memorial, one small-ish section was blocked off by these bracelet-laden bamboo poles, to mark the areas where babies and small children were beaten to death and buried.
A famous market in my area is called "Chandni Chowk", meaning "Moon Market". Apparetly a big river used to flow through the area, casting the moons reflection on the market streets. The river has since dried up, but the streets are still bustling with activity. After winding through back streets and climbing up steep stairs, this mosque popped into view, sitting quietly in the minutes before prayer.
After two days of exploring the area known as Ankor (home of Angkor Wat) on our visa run, my friends and I went to one final temple, built to reflect both Hindu and Buddhist style. The structure was massive and so dilapidated that it took concentrated focus to walk through the long corridors. As my friends and I walked, these children ran around, obviously accustomed to balancing on the old, fallen stone.
If you pray, please pray for the health of my co-workers and friends. Two friends have recently overcome typhoid and dengue, and many more are falling ill due to the "changing weather" (I am still trying to understand this phenomenon). Pray for strength, especially in such a hectic time of activity for the Campaign.
Much love,
Alice
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