the balcony of my dreams. on clear nights we watch the sunset and if the power is out it is a good place to catch a breeze and is a much cooler alternative to roasting inside. lately we have been eating Iftar out there. oh, and you can see stars. but i haven't even found the big dipper yet.
Iftar: good food eaten at sunset during ramadan.
Above: me and some new friends at the jail I accidently found on a walk one day. It looked so peaceful-it had a nice pond with ducks, palm trees surrounding it... I asked the guard outside what it was, they said "jail" and I asked if I could go in. and I did....and we drank cha and ate biscuits together. It was one of the first times I felt like I wasn't simply taking from this place. They wanted a visitor and I could give them that. a reciprocal interaction. I plan to go back and talk with them again, once my bangla improves. or even if it doesn't. ;)
4 comments:
Love the pictures! You look great and you "sound" great too. I'm praying for you daily as you ask and explore new questions. Keep being patient with yourself and don't distance yourself from the new culture too much. Culture stress can set in quickly, but you sound like you've got a good grasp on that whole situation. Love you...
i feel pretty excited that you wandered into the jail. that's real great.
Hey Cicely, it's Ethan. I've been checking this every day sorry I haven't posted here yet though; I'm looking for an email address so I can send you an email; do you have a mailbox that you check?
ewiers@heritageacademies.com
or
v1ly4@yahoo.com
:-)
Just wanted to leave you a comment so that you know I read your blog... and I'm thinking of you! I don't have anything too profound to say though. Love you!
Alaina
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