With ever-increasing frequency, something awful happens somewhere in the world and that place happens to be somewhere I've been... the train bombing in Russia (I rode on that Moscow-St Pete line just three weeks ago), the earthquake near Lima (I was there five or six years ago)... it's a weird sensation. Last year I think it was the landslide in Guatemala. Before that, the Tsunami. It makes all these events seem so much closer and more immediate.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
Mayan woman and baby, Zinacantan, Chiapas, Mexico
Originally uploaded by inger h
Today I browsed over to Kiva, a wonderful organization that loans small amounts of money to businesses all over the world. The business on the home page was located in tiny Zinacantan, Chiapas. Well heck, I've BEEN to Zinacantan! Of course I want to support one of the women there! What a great opportunity to give something back to the village that invited our group in to drink Coke and eat tortillas.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Red Square, Moscow, Russia.
It's hard to adequately describe just how massive everything is in Moscow. Red Square, for instance, is the length of 4 football fields. It takes ages just to walk all the way to St Basil's cathedral (here, in the distance). This size inflation makes you feel very, very small. Creeping along the sidewalk between the 10-lane road and the massive granite buildings looming above, there really is no other way to say it: its oppressive. Even on a glorious summer day like this, puffy white clouds hanging in a bright blue sky, a riffle of breeze and warm sunshine.
It takes work to make that oppressive. Yet the Soviets, they did it.
It takes work to make that oppressive. Yet the Soviets, they did it.
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