Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday, Happy New Year, in that order
Hello Everyone,
We are still here. In Thailand now, since the 29th of December. We celebrated Christmas in Pakse, Laos. Our Christmas alarm clock being two gibbons calling for their breakfast. They are amazingly loud and sound just like a car alarm. I'll try and post a link to the sound when we return.
Laos was very different from Thailand. The people are much more poor and it seemed really dirty. We spent an entire day with a coffee farmer from Holland. He married a Lao woman who's family is in the coffee business. Phoebe and Ty enjoyed it. We ate the fruit of the coffee bean straight off the tree. Really good. The kids also played in the afternoon with our guide's nephew, Eddy. He didn't speak English and the kids don't speak Lao, so they communicated with laughs.
We celebrated my mom's birthday (Happy Birthday Grandma Liz!!) at a waterfall called Tat Lo. So amazingly beautiful there, and the guesthouse we chose was in the jungle. Beautiful flowers and at night they lit the falls up and they were in the process of building a gigantic deck overlooking it all. Beautiful. The tourist industry is just starting up there. We spoke to a local man who said that it has changed so much in the last 20 years. Many of the trees have been cut and two hydroelectric dams have been put in on the river so it's dirty now.
And finally, Happy New Year. We've been in 2010 for 12 hours and 46 minutes now. My stomach was bothering me last night, so we didn't stay up until midnight. We awoke to explosions at midnight. And I mean explosions. Nonstop for 15 minutes. I think it was a combination of fireworks and cannons. It was spectacular to hear. I felt a little bad for not being out. I've never heard anything like it.
I know the blog's not a lot of fun without the pictures, so we'll be sure to add some as soon as it's convenient.
Love and miss everyone,
Mrs. Larson/Kelly
We are still here. In Thailand now, since the 29th of December. We celebrated Christmas in Pakse, Laos. Our Christmas alarm clock being two gibbons calling for their breakfast. They are amazingly loud and sound just like a car alarm. I'll try and post a link to the sound when we return.
Laos was very different from Thailand. The people are much more poor and it seemed really dirty. We spent an entire day with a coffee farmer from Holland. He married a Lao woman who's family is in the coffee business. Phoebe and Ty enjoyed it. We ate the fruit of the coffee bean straight off the tree. Really good. The kids also played in the afternoon with our guide's nephew, Eddy. He didn't speak English and the kids don't speak Lao, so they communicated with laughs.
We celebrated my mom's birthday (Happy Birthday Grandma Liz!!) at a waterfall called Tat Lo. So amazingly beautiful there, and the guesthouse we chose was in the jungle. Beautiful flowers and at night they lit the falls up and they were in the process of building a gigantic deck overlooking it all. Beautiful. The tourist industry is just starting up there. We spoke to a local man who said that it has changed so much in the last 20 years. Many of the trees have been cut and two hydroelectric dams have been put in on the river so it's dirty now.
And finally, Happy New Year. We've been in 2010 for 12 hours and 46 minutes now. My stomach was bothering me last night, so we didn't stay up until midnight. We awoke to explosions at midnight. And I mean explosions. Nonstop for 15 minutes. I think it was a combination of fireworks and cannons. It was spectacular to hear. I felt a little bad for not being out. I've never heard anything like it.
I know the blog's not a lot of fun without the pictures, so we'll be sure to add some as soon as it's convenient.
Love and miss everyone,
Mrs. Larson/Kelly
posted by Scott Larson at 9:36 PM
1 Comments:
New Years, here, is to be as expected...
Melodic thumpery...rain...rain...rain punctuated with a cacophony of gunfire and fireworks at the stroke of the New Year...the little valley we share reminds us of the tribal passions that exist and that drove Druids to crested buttes, brings.
Visions of native ethos driven by celestial events move us to express our need to move beyond our selves and violate space with our irrational emotion.
Watching replays of Times Square revelry, imbiber(y) and debauch(ery) on the tele thru slitted eyes, struggling to stay awake to meet the promise of a new beginning... making promises to ourselves and the world to be really human(e)...starting now.
Finally, to sleep
A little prose to start your HAPPY NEW YEAR... Love from all of us, to the Larson family, eli
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