Sangkhlaburi day 2: morning on the bridge in the fog
On this last day of 2010 we get up early to try to attend the donations made to the monks. It's hard to get up very early and we can't be ready before 7am... (for those really interested, try around 5-6am instead) A "surprise" awaited us that morning, the fog came and it was one of the rare times in Thailand and I had the opportunity to put on a sweater, which we had planned because we were expecting it to be cool, it's still "winter" here too, let's not forget!
A real pea soup where you couldn't see the opposite bank.
For the monks, à barely 7 hours and it was basically the last one (the only one we will see)
With these dead trees towering here and thereà in the middle of the river and the fog, the whole thing gives a very ghostly appearance à the scene.
Part of the bridge is the only element that can be seen in the immediate surroundings.
For those who are a little hungry, there is always something nearby.
And as I said before, there is also an undeniable mix of cultures.
The local inhabitants are easily recognizable, especially the men often wear the sarong (rolled fabric that acts as "trousers" although it is more like a
skirt)
We arrive in the “Burmese village” part.
Powder on the face is one of the typical characteristics of the Burmese (to protect the skin from the sun's rays among other things)
For all purchases of “souvenirs” and local dishes, this is where it’s at
past.
Children, although shy at first, will generally appreciate having their photo taken (and seeing the result especially!)
And hop, on a motorbike!
Small local shop, when you get there there are no more tourists,
which hardly go further than just after the bridge…
