Snacks, Crafts and Architecture

Lao village storehouses are like compact mini-houses. Forts, really.

metal around the stilts prevents rats from getting inside

I would’ve taken more pictures in the villages, particularly of the people, but there’s a fine line between being curious and being intrusive, and I think I was already riding it. The villagers didn’t seem to mind our presence, but still – I didn’t want to be a jerk. The younger families spoke Lao, and Silasak was able to communicate with them, which definitely helped, but most of my photos are of things, not people. In case you were wondering.


For the most part, the communities we visited (usually in the morning or early afternoon) were empty except for women with small children or those with artisanal skills.

The men were usually working on this:

freshly planted rice field

while the women were doing things like this:

preparing handpicked cotton to be spun

spooling thread by hand

dyeing thread by hand

organic dyes (indigo on the left, some kind of bark on the right)

or maybe this:

making rice wine (a slightly different process than rice whisky)

There were always little children around,

okay, so that’s just a basket, but it’s meant for a child

and inevitably, something to eat.

jackfruit seeds

Kind of like growing up in Hawaii in the 70s.

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