roti and curry. bowl of salt. bowl for bone fragments. breakfast. lunch. dinner. hold roti in left hand. eat with right.
foot disease, tea, pus, wounds, ticks, tea, minor surgery, how about a cup of tea now
Then after I'd learnt a bunch about what nomadic goat herders are good at and lousy at, a nice big seminar. One time me and Steve Chitty went to Toastmasters. We both qualified as "Competent Toast Masters".
Kinda looks like AD 200 don't you think? Except the powerlines (bourgeois piece of shit electricity).
Cool how I discovered the "large" option for pictures.
This was where the earthquake made a really big mess a couple of years ago and the NGO I was with donated hundreds of cows and buffalo to people who had lost theirs (like dead, not misplaced). This is an archieve photos so I can neither confirm nor deny whether that is Cannabis sativa behind the said buffalo. Certainly in November the miriad of pot plants are drying up and ready to roll straight from the plant.
a whole bunch of sticking stethoscopes on thoraxes. And also some other things. Lots of houses around here still look like this from after the earthquake: just the lower walls and some reinforcing steel. Sucks when in December the snows come.
this is my translator explaining something to an old dude.