When I come to the small village who is sitting on the veranda? Jean, my Macondo friend from Chiang Mai whom I have met before, in Muang Khua. We are happy our paths cross again.
In the following days I go to Huay Bo… a village which is about 40mins away from Baan Na. Walking barefoot through mud, rivers, dry rice fields, dirt roads… to another village called Baan Phone which is about 3 hours walk from what has become my homebase: Baan Na. Mama Kham is a heartfelt authentic Mama who takes care of everything. I really got that easygoing family feeling there. Children catching sight of me pointing at me ‘farang farang hihihi’ or just waving hello. Young crews fishing in the small rivulets using ‘guns’ with three metal poles. Men go hunting every day with long rifles. Women caring cooking planting weaving … chickens and dogs and cats fooling around til they become dinner and cows pasturing in the fields without knowing.
Nature! Nature! Nature!
Children playing on the ground.
Youngsters kicking a rattan ball over a net.
The older people sitting outside and watching village living its day.