go outside: faces of burma

i am now an official world traveller, having step foot in india. my coronation was made complete by acquiring delhi belly after eating too much street food. i've been in kolkata (calcutta) the past two nights enroute from burma to kathmandu, nepal. i'll be volunteering at an art refuge for tibetan refugee children (artrefugeuk.org), and also hopefully getting in a trek or two to everest or anapurna. now, back to the regularly scheduled program, faces of burma:
faces seen in bagan

a female novice monk in pink garb

these girls were great. they would try to sell me stuff by saying, oh hello mister, you are very handsome. yes very handsome. so it's okay you buy something. you very handsome. i didn't realize looks had a direct corollation to buying power.

my trishaw driver bye (pronounced bye-eee) and impromptu guide of mandalay. here he’s holding water that the monks bathed in earlier in the day.

my trekking guide peter, who’s family is originally from madras. he kept saying, yessir or nossir, and would worry a lot that he had indigestion. real nice guy though, who despises the myanmar government and wants to move to australia. he’s never left myanmar.

medicine man at a hill tribe

his granddaughter

a young monk at the monastery that i had lunch at during the hill trek. he’s holding a pen i gave him

selling chili’s at the market

ladies selling betelnut for chewing. everyone chews it here and spits out red spit all over the streets. everyone’s mouths are red and needless to say, they have terrible teeth out here.