Rice, and more Rice.
In Guangxi Province, this is one of those places with the rice terraces that run for thousands of vertical feet up the mountainsides. Always misty, it’s a place where you can feel the pressure of the history of the place, how long it took to make the terraces, how it’s hard to really get warm, down into your bones. Longji Village.
Sometimes people sit so quietly, in places that they have been sitting their entire lives, that they really do blend in with the locale, becoming just as much part of the place as these huge Inca stones, perfectly joined, earthquake-proof, timeless pieces of an amazing place, Cuzco, Peru. This was about half a block from where I stayed for weeks.
This was taken at Bakong, one of the sites that make up the huge archaeological treasure of Angkor Wat, Cambodia. Many Buddhist monks study English in the temple, and love to take the opportunity to practice for hours on end with the tourists. This guy was a bit different, and talked a lot about the Khmer Rouge years in Cambodia. He told us that this very temple was one of the “Killing Fields” sites, of which there were hundreds, if not thousands, all over Cambodia. After the Khmer Rouge were driven out by the Vietnamese in 1979, the temple was consecrated again, and life went on. One thing I noticed in Cambodia, people were very optimistic, because they were glad to just be alive.
Just above the central square downtown, this is the skyline of La Paz.One day, I hiked up one of those streets for the sunset and got a look at the view from there. It’s about 1000 feet (300m) above the downtown, and you can see the huge, glaciated peaks that surround the city. One of them, Chacaltaya, has the highest ski area in the world.