
Another weird cell phone advertisement, which does not clarify the mystery of what message these signs are supposed to be conveying.
Very green irrigated fields around Salavan - just starting to turn yellow. Already people are starting to harvest dry season rice in some places, just before the start of the rainy season. As you can see by the picture below, the dry season look - of bleached out browns and grays - still haven't given up easily to the rains. The fields above are surrounded by dust and packed gray dirt.
Look up close at the top of the trees and there are round green-purple globes. Open them up and there's a translucent fruit - which doesn't taste that great by itself but is often mixed with noodles, corn, beans, etc., mixed with ice and covered with sweetened coconut milk.

After some frantic work in the morning, one of my staff and I flew to Xieng Khouang. I went to the Indian restaurant in the early evening.
As I read the menu, with the intension of just getting take-away so I could eat it all week, I heard this little voice by my elbow.
"You're hungry, aren't you?"
I tried to ignore the voice and continued to peruse the menu.
"It's going to take a long time before the food is ready and you're going to be soooo hungry. Eat everything here."
I compromised and ordered a cup of masala tea and enjoyed the view from the restaurant of the mist covered hills.
The assignment for the week for Photohunter is 'unique or unusual signs. This sign is near my house and so I meditate on it on my way to work when I'm in Vientiane.Tigo is a cell phone service, where you buy a sim card and then refill time on the card. They are always advertising at all sorts of events and will paint someone's house for free if it's painted with the Tigo colors and advertising. Anyway, I can't figure out what this sign is supposed to be saying - sign on to Tigo and you can do CPR electromagnetically or resuscitate your text messaging?

soapy water while handwashing clothes on Tuesday morning (I don't have a machine!) and my left foot crashed into the wall of the bathroom. It turned all sorts of interesting colors and swelled up in time for our big trip to Ta-Oi District.
I used to be a potter so I love seeing traditional wood-fired ceramic forms in Asia. Most potters make different kinds of earthenware jars but these pots are high fired mortars.
The sound of a rosewood pestle on the ceramic walls of the mortar while making papaya salad makes everyone's mouth water. There's a picture of a Lao mortar and pestle on Wikipedia!

Village along the road to Ta-Oi District.
Most of the bridges are not usable, so travelers have to ford each creek and river. The last time I went to Ta-Oi, this bridge could be crossed. Something big and heavy got a bad surprise.
This is one of the worst sections of the road. Yes, that is a water buffalo taking a long soak in one of the water filled ruts.
It seemed to complain at us as we went by
In spite of the rain from the previous night, traveling to Ta-Oi was not too bad. There was not much dust, and the mud puddles were not too big. The leaves sprang out from the trees, and everything was so green. We stopped for a break and I found a baby fern.
This picture is my contribution to Project Green, Take 4
Although the road was comparatively good, the trip to Ta-Oi still took 5 hours. The sunset was a good reward.
I'm always amazed to see flora that I associate with the US being able to grow here.
Salavan is so much hotter than Vientiane, so I escaped to the comparative coolness of the office on Saturday afternoon. The flame trees in front of the hospital are really blazing now. These kids were picking the flowers - so I sneaked a picture. It looks like they are carrying bundles of color.

People like to grow these in Laos - in the evenings they had a thick sweet odor that spreads out all over the place. I've known this plant only as Jimson's weed in the US - the seeds are poisonous, causing hallucinations, fever, palpitations just to name a few of its effects.
They are pretty against the evening sky with a thunderstorm moving in. I took this on the 14th up in Xieng Khouang.
Before heading on our trip back to Salavan, we stocked up on fruit at one of the many fruit stands by the turnoff to Route 13. The spiky fruit in the front is Durian - Asians love it but it smells so nasty that I can't even get close enough to eat to try it. The red/ greenish fruit next to it on the front row are Rambutans - they are delicious. The brownish fruit behind them are Longans. Behind them are green mangoes and the fruit in bags are Tamarind seed pods.
In the back, wrapped in Styrofoam are apples and Asian pear/ apples from China.
View of a Dok Khun tree near our office. It seems that the yellow gets brighter as the air gets hotter. After Lao New Year, the flowers on the trees increase because people aren't having so many baci ceremonies and picking the flowers for the water blessings.
For Lao New Year, many communities organize building of sand stupas. Families and villages will get together to make these mounds, which are representations of Mt. Meru, the center of the Buddhist universe - the slopes of this mythical mound support the various levels of Buddhist heavens.
After I returned from Xieng Khouang, I was walking around and met up with a friend of mine - his family had been there all day working on their mound. He looked a little sunstroked!
After the intensity of the new year in Xieng Khouang, I had to return to Vientiane on Wednesday. Decided to fly back.
This picture illustrates the legacy of the secret war in Laos - craters still scar the land in Xieng Khouang province. This was taken from the airplane as I was traveling back to Vientiane - the air was very hazy so I did a bunch of fiddling in photoshop.
On the third day of Lao New Year, I went to a friend's village and after a baci ceremony and talk, we walked across the rice fields to her mother's village. Am had spent her first few years in this village; her house was located near the temple. We 'washed' the Buddha in the temple and then went outside to the glass-enclosed shrine where the smaller Buddha images were kept. There is a pipe outside the box where people pour water, then it drips into this container with the images, bathing them. After that, the water is recollected as it drips through holes in the floor. This is special blessing water that people can use to to gently drip on elders to transmit wishes of health and happiness.
For more Project Looking Through photos, check out the Regular Life blog! I haven't fallen off the end of the Earth - but enjoyed a nice few days of the Lao New Year in Xieng Khouang. After making merit at the temple on Sunday, I went around to visit friends while other friends came to my house to visit me - sometimes missing each other.
On Monday, I lounged around and read. In the evening I went to a friend's house for dinner. In the late afternoon, a thunderstorm blew up and the edge of the storm made for interesting lighting, especially behind the leaves of my banana trees. Usually younger banana leaves are paddle shaped and solid but Xieng Khouang is very windy so the leaves tend to get tattered like this.
People go to the temple to make merit during the Lao New Year holidays. There were maybe about 500 people at this temple. After offering food to the monks, everyone goes around to visit elders to wish them good health and long life in the new year. They also visit other temples to make offerings as well as to pour water on the Buddha images to clean them. People also clean the graves or stupa of relatives - washing off the cobwebs and painting the stupa.
This is considered to be the last day of the old year. Tomorrow is the New Year Day.
Inside the temple. The monks are chanting Buddhist prayers while people outside the temple are offering food.
On Saturday, I drove up to Xieng Khouang so I could spend the Lao New Year holidays with old friends. The sky was amazingly clear. This is a limestone formation, called "The God's Throne". There aren't words to describe how beautiful it is.
April is the hottest month here. I took this picture of the sandbar on the Mekong at 8 am - when the temperature was around 80 degree F and it was still possible for teams to play football and volleyball on the sandbar.
Every year, different events are set up on the sandbar - last year, several groups had set up tents by the edge of the water and created 'sand castles' representing Mt. Meru, the center of the Buddhist universe, where people could make offerings in the sand. I'm sure they'll do the same thing for the Lao New Year during this coming weekend.
And in a month's time, the rains will start, and whatever is built in the sand will all be washed away.

Roof lines of Lao temples are so beautiful. The end pieces are stylized Naga heads, which curlicues on the roof line are flames, which symbolize burning away illusion. The roofs are always dramatic against the background of the sunset.
I'm a little late this week. Lao New Year officially runs from 13 - 15 April, but on Friday, I had to make the rounds of some of the offices that our project works with, so I haven't had much time for blogging.
4 April is the "International Land Mine Awareness Day." All the agencies involved with landmine/ UXO action joined together for a program and exhibition about the continuing impact of these munitions, even nearly 40 years after they were dropped.
Laos is one of the most heavily bombed countries in the world, with over two million of ordnance dropped between 1964 through 1973, mostly as air support for ground actions and also to try to cut off the routes of the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Landmines were not used very much in Laos - mostly around old army camps; however, unexploded ordnance continues to injure and kill people every year.
The most common type of ordnance causing these injuries are cluster bombs, which are about the size of a softball. Up to 30% did not explode when they were dropped - and they can explode if they are hit with a hoe or picked up and thrown by a child.
This is a picture of part of the exhibit. The wheelchairs in the foreground are produced by the National Rehabilitation Center, which use a level for power. For my organization, we had stories of people whom we have helped with medical and income generation funds, as well as information about our education program on the danger of UXO. Other organizations provided information on clearance work they've been doing, rehabilitation, and different methods for informing people about how to stay safe.
There's now a world-wide movement to ban the production, use and stockpiling of cluster bombs, similar to the movement to ban landmines. More information
Went out for a long walk today and found the bushes which had been full of hibiscus flowers. Only a few now - I wonder if people have been picking them to use for the flower arrangements for bouns and other parties for the Lao New Year.
Also used the color accent feature of my camera - the pink against the gray really worked out this time.

As a follow-up on the picture I posted last week of the naked Bodhi tree, here it is on Thursday, just blooming away! Another picture from Tuesday with the sky.
The monks built a cement platform around the base of the tree, and painted it blue and white last week. Now, they are scraping off the paint. Don't ask me why.
Dear Zetta,

Dear Tree,
I know the difficulty
of breaking through concrete
to soar into the sky.
I know the frustration
of holding rage inside.
How nice it would feel to drop a branch on that
man carving sentiments into your bark.
I know you get sad,
and every year, you cry your leaves down, leaving
you naked and vulnerable.
What I can never know
the mystery of how you can bear to send out
new leaves.
Light green, whisper thin, shimmering in the wind.
Yours truly,
An admirer at your roots.