Monday, July 31, 2023

oNe PhOtO a DaY JuLY 2023:


JULY 1st E IS FOR: egg coffee - a Vietnamese speciality I had never tried until this prompt inspired me today. How could a long-time coffee addict like myself resist? It’s actually delicious



JULY 2nd L IS FOR: Lotus. A bloom I absolutely love and often photograph. This one was taken today outside a spa of the same name in Mui Ne

*This one was actually selected on Facebook for the Fab Four on the day

 



JULY 3rd K IS FOR: kitchen. It seemed the best choice after walking around in circles past both the front and back door of this vegetarian restaurant before a local escorted us there and we entered via the back door and through the kitchen. Five minutes later this mother and daughter team were preparing our delicious lunch!





And that was our meal our meal


 

JULY 4th N IS FOR: noodles. My Buddhist vegetarian breakfast this morning was a healthy and delicious bowl of thick rice noodles with vegetables in soup. The perfect start to our last day in HCMC



JULY 5th P IS FOR: poster. This was taken in the propaganda poster shop yesterday. There are not only political posters but poetic presentations of photographs from passionate photographers. Pertinent perspectives of the Spanish Civil War by Robert Capa (who happened to die in Vietnam in Thái Bing Province) purloined for prosperity. Alliteration for “P”



JULY 6th B IS FOR: beer or “bia” as they say in Vietnam. It’s just gone “bia” o’clock on this our final, full day in the country in Chau Doc and after over ten kilometres on foot in over 30° heat, we earned this one!

 


JULY 7th I IS FOR: issued. Just ten minutes ago we entered Cambodia travelling from Chau Doc and are now heading home to Phnom Penh on the Mekong



JULY 8th C IS FOR: chocolate. Actually, I’m not even a big fan. I much prefer salty snacks but today has been all about getting the house back in order and getting in supplies, after having been away for over two weeks and I purchased all these this morning in the supermarket as we have a very dear, chocolate-loving friend arriving on Monday



JULY 9th O IS FOR: offerings. Warning long story follows. We walked through the Wat Ounalom compound today, especially to see if there were offerings at the altars but the doors to the main hall were all closed, so we went to a lovely little stall in the market nearby where two women make these offerings for devotees to purchase. Those in the foreground were all bagged up for a customer but when the lovely woman saw me photographing the less impressive gold ones in the back ground she kindly removed them from the plastic packaging (except for the fragile centre piece which is still wrapped) and set them up on her stall. I was thrilled and she got a big kick out of me being so interested in her humble profession. They are mostly natural as the pedestals are sections of banana palm stalks


 

JULY 10th Y IS FOR: yoghurt. When I prepare breakfast it most often looks like this. All local and all delicious especially the probiotic yoghurt


 

JULY 11th S IS FOR: swimming pool. It is lovely to be back in the water and swimming laps again especially in the tropical heat



JULY 12th Q IS FOR: queue. The queue of cars, tuk tuks and motos waiting at the lights in the usual unorthodox fashion that characterises the traffic behaviour in Cambodia. It may be more of a clump than a queue but this is a close to a queue as I’ve seen here



JULY 13th U IS FOR: utensils. All our utensils stand next to the cooktop in a variety of recycled and repurposed receptacles


*Unbelievably when this was a last-minute option at the end of the day this shot was selected for the Fabbers on both Facebook and Instagram and that’s a first for me 

 


JULY 14th W IS FOR: weaving. Yesterday we visited ‘Silk Island’ and actually saw silk spinning and weaving taking place in a small, family-based enterprise. Some of the colours produced with natural dyeing techniques were incredible and of course we made a purchase or two

 


JULY 15th R IS FOR: river. Tonight, at dinner with a dear Bhutanese friend we got to see night views of Phnom Penh over the Tonle Sap River. Things look way different from this side of the river

 


JULY 16th Z is for: zebu. A common sight across Cambodia but somewhat rare in Phnom Penh. We were on Koh Doc or Silk Island a few days ago and saw these zebus cooling off and enjoying a bath in the Mekong. It was a first for me to see them in the water

 


JULY 17th H IS FOR: Hanuman. The Hindu God Hanuman is a monkey deity renowned for his courage, power, and faithful selfless service. There are many representations of Hanuman throughout Cambodia



JULY 18th A is for: apsara or female celestial spirit. This image of an apsara is a postcard depicting a stamp from the French colonial era



JULY 19th X IS FOR: xylophone. I’m assuming that if it is made of wood it it’s still a xylophone. Please correct me if I’m wrong. This was taken a couple of days ago because let’s face it you don’t see a xylophone everyday but they are the centrepiece of a traditional Khmer orchestra such as this one which was playing for a special memorial ceremony in Wat Phnom when we dropped by

 


JULY 20th J IS FOR: jeans. I rarely wear them any more due to the tropical climate here but I did recently purchase a new pair of blue jeans when I discovered the ones I bought eleven years ago are somehow now too big


 

JULY 21st T IS FOR: tree. As an inner-city resident, I greatly appreciate the green zones with beautiful old growth trees like this one



JULY 22nd D IS FOR: dessert. A deliciously, decadent dessert I just invented and created as a trial for our special farewell dinner for a very dear friend tomorrow night. It is a parfait of Kahlua spiked chocolate cake, mango sorbet, espresso jelly and cinnamon kheer with chocolate



JULY 23rd M IS FOR: monsoon. Those black clouds roll in most afternoons. They may just float over the city or they may result in drizzle or thunderous torrential downpours. Today it’s just drizzle, where we are anyway and the cooling and cleansing effect is most welcome



JULY 24th G IS FOR: Garuda. The Mount of the Hindu god Vishnu and the protector with the ability to travel swiftly anywhere. This half man half bird is the guard of sacred Mt Meru and in Buddhism is often part of the iconography of temples and seen as the protector of paradise. We ventured into a temple we have never been to before in search of Garuda and were rewarded with this one today

 


JULY 25th V IS FOR: Vicky. That’s me after finally returning to my favourite hairdresser in the kingdom today. She restored my visual to the image I love and lifted my spirits too

 


JULY 26th F IS FOR: fan. An antique, Japanese, sandalwood fan I treasure as it was generously gifted to me by a former student. The scent still wafts through the air when you use it

 


JULY 27th MY NAME STARTS WITH: …… It rhymes with tree and that would be …… ME

 


JULY 28th MY TOWN STARTS WITH: A. I’ve gone with my hometown Adelaide and an archive shot from our trip home earlier in the year. This was the final photo taken in the airport as we were leaving and well I did have to edit it a bit to fit the prompt

 


JULY 29th FAVE WORD: I don’t actually have a single favourite word. Instead I have a love and a complete fascination with words and language, but ‘hope’ is up there with the words that have inspired me when I most needed it. Just like these little monks, who held me up and hold hope in their hearts. A photo of a photo of mine



JULY 30th WORDS ON A SIGN: This barber is using the incredibly popular image of Sinn Sisamouth to advertise. Shame about the grammar and spelling but ten points for having signage in English. Sinn Sisamouth was a Cambodian singer-song writer in Phnom Penh. He didn’t survive the Khmer Rouge regime but is widely considered the “King od Khmer Music”



JULY 31st HANDWRITING: The sentiment, the handwriting and the image all take me immediately to a very dear friend in Bhutan. Someone who inspired, motivated and supported not only me but many other educators and hundreds of students and she continues to do so daily

  

 

                                                        THE PROMPTS                     

 

 

 

 

Saturday, July 22, 2023

Pensive, purposeful ponderings

 

 

Pensive, purposeful ponderings

 

22/7



Strangely, when I heard that everyone needed to return to their hometowns to vote, it didn’t immediately dawn on me that it would, once again, mean that the city streets would be deserted. I love it like this.


 

Not that I don’t love it when it’s frantic activity. I do, but this is a real change of pace and volume.

 


Although, the market was positively jumping early this morning, when we loaded up on supplies to cook a special farewell dinner, silence reigns now, in the early evening.



The traffic has been pouring out of the CBD all day and by afternoon a huge number of business were locked up tight.  Roadside entrepreneurs have also doubled and there is an opportunistic element to goods they sell.  The city dwellers are fleeing to their families in far flung provinces bearing gifts and spoils from the big city, no doubt.

 


The garbage truck had almost nothing to pick up on the street earlier this evening, only the odd moto is zooming about and the usually packed parking spaces are empty. It’s a little eerie in the Aerie but it reminds me of the several other occasions that it has been the same scenario and it’s entertaining watching the street life take on a new persona.

 


The neighbourhood children have reclaimed the street as a play zone and families sit around tables outdoors enjoying a leisurely meal while the nightclubs, restaurants and small stores remain closed. There is not a single roadside food cart or mobile restaurant set up anywhere in our street, when they are usually jostling to set up their tables and stools for the passing night time trade.

 


There is an air of expectancy now the exuberance of the flag waving, applauding, cheering and chanting of the numerous parades has subsided. Up until yesterday morning there were regular political parades and rallies consisting of trucks filled with supporters all loudly broadcasting and shouting slogans.  These parades were accompanied by an entourage of both tuk tuks and motos.

 


Tomorrow is the big day and it seems as if the city is collectively holding its breath.

 


23/7

 


After yesterday’s musing I wondered where all those who must be registered as residents of Phnom Penh were hanging out and this morning we found little enclaves of activity and even a voting booth or two to reassure me that there are in fact plenty of citizens still occupying the city precinct and eagerly participating in the democratic process. Those ink stained index fingers indicate that they have already voted. 

 


Now we wait for the victory to be announced and the celebrations to commence.