Showing posts with label village. Show all posts
Showing posts with label village. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2008

Sunset in Hai Duong Province is

...both beautiful and complicated.

mad?

I took this shot from inside the coaster while my companions were busy getting some rest after a hectic visit at a nearby village. I've tried every possible position I could just to get a relatively "modest shot" of the sun that looked so full and yellow that late afternoon. I like how it followed and teased my window.

...fading in silence.

mad?

In Hai Duong Province, we visit a People's Committe and its members. The leader spoke in Vietnamese while a lecturer from Hanoi University, interpreted for us. It has been our routine every time we visit a village. Everything has to be said in two languages: in Vietnamese and in English for the benefits of the two groups. People in the village hardly speak English so we need an interpreter everywhere we go. But a Vietnamese speaking in English is (most of the time) difficult to understand too. While the meeting was going on, I decided to walk out without making a scene. I went at the back of the building and spotted two farmers in the field against this beautiful, orangey sunset.

...always beautiful.

mad?

I think I've stayed too much at the back that one of my colleagues spotted me from where I stood and informed me that we're leaving already. The place was too beautiful to ignore. And this shot could not even justify what I've seen. I look at my arm and saw the orangey reflection of the sun on my skin.

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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Roadblocks

mad?

On our way to Nam Dinh Province we passed by this long and narrow road. We were riding a coaster that must pass through this one way road to get through to the next village. Along the way we passed by several roadblocks. Our Vietnamese driver kept on pressing the horn because a woman carrying 4 sacks of rice on her bicycle was blocking our way. Then she looked at us with the kind of expression that says something like: "What do you want me to do?" Good thing there was an extended road on the next corner so she was able to maneuver her bike. Not far ahead, we encounter another roadblock.

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