Juxtaposition

Sunday.

Just another day hanging out around home. Walked down to the market. Saw a couple of guys getting new hairdos.

And these guys, taking a smoke break around some fresh tobacco leaf.

 

Monday.

Into the city for a final, fancy dinner. Hanging out at this place. (Stolen from Anne Marie’s  blog, I forgot to take pictures.)

 

Life here is funny. One minute it’s street vendors, peasants from the countryside, poop in the street, whole crowds of people who are really shocked by just how high your nose is. The next it’s Audis and candlelit dinners and rich businessmen flaunting their piles of freshly-made cash. I hear that more and more people are hanging out somewhere in the middle. But most days it’s the contrast that catches my attention.

 

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