Friday, May 23, 2025

WHAT A WASTE



 Since returning from Australia I’ve thought a lot about recycling and garbage disposal. 


In Australia I was reminded again of the overwhelming number of huge garbage receptacles each house hold is issued with, by local councils. Why do they have to be so huge? It seems to encourage large volumes of waste. I kept thinking and not for the first time, “Why can’t there be community spaces that house them for several households to share especially in the city precincts and why are people not more aware of the huge quantities of packaging products are sold in?” 



For rural or isolated areas the issue is different. I concede that. 


It also struck me that people become complacent. I recycle and I sort so I’m not the problem. But how well do we sort? How many recyclable or compostable bin loads are contaminated with wrongly placed items and as a consequence none of it can be efficiently or effectively dealt with and therefore it all ends up in landfill? When you aren’t sure, do you put it in the recycling bin? That’s the instinct. 



There were huge positives don’t get me wrong. I was delighted to see a shared bin area for residents of one small street being installed, just before we left. I was part  of the huge WOMADelaide crowd and there was an abundance of clearly labeled and well used bins for various types of rubbish and completely compostable serving plates and cutlery too. They were emptied and replaced constantly and I never saw them overflowing. There is also a greater awareness of the need to reduce packaging and people thanked us for not taking it. The long standing deposit system on glass and PET bottles and cans ensures fewer of them make their way to landfill. However the gaps and breakdowns in the system still exist. 



That’s when I began to think about developing countries and the role we travellers play in contributing to their massive waste issues. We do live in Cambodia but we have witnessed and commented upon litter issues in many countries over the years. It’s too easy to assume it’s not our problem beyond perhaps modeling better practices. 

 

It occurred to me while we were home that the litter situation in developing countries is in part exacerbated by the complacency of  travellers. We all too readily buy bottled water sometimes for want of better options but also through ignorance. Recently we have discovered that there are eco ratings on hotels which tell you if refill water is available. We are opting for these as much as possible now and always travel with refillable bottles. Refill not landfill is worth keeping in mind. 



Travellers and expats alike also think nothing of buying iced drinks from drink vendors, just as locals do. These come in plastic cups, with plastic lids and plastic straws and often plastic bags or slings to carry them. All one use plastic. Maybe because we live here we never do and won’t drink in stores that use them either. I completely understand that the compostable alternatives are just not viable for small street-side stalls and mobile vendors. The additional cost would price them out of the market. These shoestring operations have little choice. We have asked vendors to fill our own reusable bottles and they do and are often very amused. We are lucky to know the alternatives that do exist. When you are just passing through you simply may not.


On a brief stay in a foreign country, it’s easy to let standards you can easily adhere to at home slip and the same systematic solutions simply don’t exist. I guess people indulge in behaviors they wouldn’t in their own country because they don’t know what other choices exist. 



We too are forced to buy bottled water when we are travelling and resort to buying the greatest volume available as the best option. One large bottle has to be better than five small ones, right? Leave those token gifts of tiny water bottles in hotel rooms unopened, unless it really is an emergency. 


This is not to say that locals are guilt free but many behave responsibly. More bins and sorting stations are appearing and are being used and we witness this often. The habit of discarding packaging in public places is common place and was perhaps born in the days when everything was wrapped in banana leaves or similar and therefore presented no threat to the environment. On that note many things here still are. 



There is also the habit of burning off all types of garbage, polystyrene included when collection services are unavailable, erratic or inconvenient which is exceedingly worrying.


The further away from the big cities you go the less likely it is that sorting stations and segregated bins have been rolled out. However resources and funding are scarce and there certainly are plenty of other pressing medical, social and economic issues to address.    



This is not meant to condemn or judge. It is just the observations and ponderings of someone with a deep concern for the ongoing environmental disaster unfolding on our planet.

Thursday, May 1, 2025

One PhOtO a DaY ApRiL 2025

 


APRIL 1st GLIMMER: Today on our last day in the city I picked up my perfectly repaired, 8-year old, little, Bolivian purse. I’m so thrilled it has been resurrected and on the way home beaming my face off I found three orange pens so my signature snail mail penmanship can continue 


APRIL 2nd GLIMMER: This interior wall today was a moment that made me stop, smile and reflect


APRIL 3rd GLIMMER: Early this morning we awoke in the house of great mates to see the Bhutanese prayer flags we gifted them flying over their backyard veggie garden. We feel blessed to spend our final few days in Australia in such a quiet, calm setting


APRIL 4th GLIMMER: My moment today came from seeing the work of my favourite painter from Battambang Cambodia hanging on the wall of the friends we recommended visiting there. They even chose the same image we have in our own apartment 


APRIL 5th GLIMMER: I saw this beautiful crystal created rainbow the moment we opened the bedroom door this morning 


APRIL 6th GLIMMER: The Banksia seed pod I found today to add to the collection I already have at home.  Just another item for the luggage


APRIL 7th GLIMMER: A gorgeous flowering gum shot was a glimmer today for a final taste of Australia on this our last day at home


APRIL 8th GLIMMER: We arrived at the airport this morning to discover our flight had been delayed by twelve hours and having a Big Issue and a new novel made me feel that the wait wouldn’t be so onerous 


APRIL 9th GLIMMER: Today’s glimmer came from my favourite veggo eatery in Bangkok. After a day and a half of airport/ airline food, I was craving a raw, rainbow salad dish but it was the Buddha flower arrangement in an offering bowl that struck my fancy. 


The food was impressive too


APRIL 10th GLIMMER: I highly recommend the Talat Noi district as a walking zone in Bangkok. We visited for the second time today it is an old residential district with traditional Chinese architecture, some of which is over 100 years old. It also has vibrant wall murals and quirky cafes and speciality shops. This shot is of ancient window shutters with the original wood patina


APRIL 11th GLIMMER: Our first glimpse of Phnom Penh after two months away. Our home is even in the picture not that I could spot it from the air 


APRIL 12th GLIMMER: Today is the last full shopping day before the Khmer New Year break so we were at the market early to resupply our home before everything closes down for four days to a week. After being in Oz, I just love that this huge haul cost just over US $20. So very glad to be home and alternating tasks from domestics to shopping all day


APRIL 13th GLIMMER: Today’s standout moment was swimming at our favourite location  and catching up with the wonderful friend who lives there


APRIL 14th GLIMMER: We have already had two evenings of this and it’s heating up already again tonight. There are water hoses, dippers and giant eskies full of water as well as baby powder bombs to ensure everyone gets a thorough wetting down for Khmer New Year… aka Water Festival.  Whilst it might look like a battle scene. When passersby indicate that their tanks or water pistols are empty of water the hoses stop squirting at them and refill their guns and tanks before commencing the battle. It’s all a fair fight and simply good fun. In this heat and humidity it might even be a blessing


APRIL 15th GLIMMER: From the terrace at breakfast this morning the garden greeted us with the scent of this Cuban ginger flowering after last night’s rain. I love the scent


APRIL 16th GLIMMER: After two months away a fair amount of cleaning is required. We’ve been at it for 4 days now and it’s finally done. When you don’t have a ladder, it’s simply a matter of improvising. A job well done thanks Ian


APRIL 17th GLIMMER: After playing table tennis and swimming today we made a spontaneous decision to get a light lunch in a lovely little Greek courtyard restaurant in the neighbourhood. The food is fabulous but it’s the ambience that really transports you back the the Greek Islands


APRIL 18th GLIMMER: The jasmine that flowers frequently but fleetingly burst into bloom last night and today was its moment of glory


APRIL 19th GLIMMER: Today has been quiet day at home. I am content to have not set foot outdoors. Having spent my time cooking, reading and catching up with the snail mail to a few new recipients after our recent trip home, I’m feeling calm and relaxed


APRIL 20th GLIMMER: Seeing the spectacular sky scape in the the city I am glad to call home


APRIL 21st GLIMMER: A truly magnificent old building and beautiful courtyard, which is now a restaurant that I discovered today while out walking. Unfortunately for us it has just one vegetarian offering so we won’t become patrons anytime soon


APRIL 22nd GLIMMER: My moment of sheer bliss today was frozen Khmer coffee as a treat after playing table tennis and swimming in 36° heat. So good I had to have two!! That’s a first


APRIL 23rd GLIMMER: Today was all about domestics. My signature dish is back on the playlist


APRIL 24th GLIMMER: Seeing the little monks of Kep today for the first time in three months and telling them the news that we will finally take them on the day trip to Rabbit Island we promised months ago, was the definite high point of my day. They are required to look dignified in photos but a few still broke out in smiles. Not the best photo but surely the best moment


APRIL 25th GLIMMER: Nothing quite like a skilled and well loved hairdresser returning you to the self you like to be. Thank you Mony


APRIL 26th GLIMMER: It’s been more than six months since we got to ride our bikes and today we finally did and along the newly constructed coastal bike track


It was also great to see how much the mangrove belt has regenerated now that the road construction is over


APRIL 27th GLIMMER: Today we took the little monks of Kep to Rabbit Island for a day trip. The boat ride over was where the smiles began and they didn’t stop all day. We loved it as much as them
*this shot was also unexpectedly selected for the Fab Four grid on Facebook 



APRIL 28th GLIMMER: Today’s glimmer was spotting my favourite type of mobile vendor when we were out on our bikes in Kep


APRIL 29th GLIMMER: The lotus display at the entrance to a restaurant we strolled past this evening. No matter how often I see them I always admire these individually folded lotus bloom


APRIL 30th GLIMMER: Tonight’s dinner is my kind of glimmer. A do it yourself Buddha Bowl of cold buckwheat noodles with a spicy sesame sauce. The final glimmer of a month of joyous moments



PROMPTS 

Monday, April 14, 2025

Choice not chance

 


“It's choice - not chance - that determines your destiny.”
- JEAN NIDETCH

When I reflect, as I often do, on the course my life has taken, it surprises me. As a child and adolescent I had a sense of dread about the future. I would never have predicted I could have had the life that has befallen me. 

I read this quote a few days ago and it set me to thinking, how very true it is. All the grand plans, the absurd risks and the mundane decisions I have made have contributed to the sense of gratitude I now feel. 

While I was growing up I had a fear of being trapped in a routine existence. That forced me to look for alternatives and forge a different path. I distinctly recall the sense of dread I had about being destined be a “checkout chick” forever. When I first acquired that job I was throughly delighted to be earning my own money and proud that I could do the same work as adults at the same time as studying full time in high school. Relatively quickly the predictability and monotony of the work began to wear me down and I began to fear that I would always have jobs just like this: tolerable and necessary at best. I’m sure it was that, that  motivated me to study harder all through school. 


There was a sudden realization in class ten that French nuclear testing in the Pacific was a testimony to the fact that the world had learnt nothing from the trauma and crisis of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. That combined with the understanding that both the political and environmental attitudes of the times and led me to believe we were heading towards a global disaster. From that moment on I have never waivered from the choice not to bring children into such a world. I am childless by choice. The seed for that decision was born in my history and geography classes in the 1970s and I have never yet regretted it. 

During the summer break at the end of high school I joined a group of friends on a surfing and camping adventure. Traveling west to Cactus Beach and then all the way to Port Macdonnell in the far south east of the state, was an escape and distraction while I waited for Matriculation results and then college acceptance notifications. I was hiding from the possibility of my tertiary education dreams shattering. Luckily that didn’t happen. 


I’ve always been an organiser, a worrier and quick to judge situations and people too sometimes and always tormented myself about it. Only because a well respected friend once described me as generous, kind and analytical to my face, did that perception change. Perhaps I’m now able to see those traits as mindfulness, compassion and analysis because they were informed by experience, fear and a desire to grow. 

When the pleasure I received from actively engaging in the classroom with students began to recede due to the overbearing demands of administration, result based funding and obsession with documenting and accountability, did I consider the bold step of working overseas. That one choice changed my whole life. I had already discovered that moving up the ladder wasn’t viable for me. Taking on senior roles involved doing work that brought me no joy or satisfaction, but classroom teaching as challenging and exhausting as it could be, was indeed my happy place.  


The bold move to take all our savings and buy one way air tickets and a camera to take up teaching positions in China just months after the Tiananmen Square massacre started a chain reaction and one that I can now say I’m deeply thankful for. There have been moments of dire emergency and regret along the path but the ride has been exhilarating. 


I can clearly remember a day in Hiroshima (yes I ended up living there for 8 years - it had already so shaped my life) when I had walked to the Immigration Office at lunchtime to renew my working permit with a huge bundle of supporting documents assembled by my employer, and the whole process went like clockwork. Strolling back to the office I looked down at my neat office attire and stockings. Wearing that in incredible heat and humidity was ridiculous but it was an expectation of the workplace, which by the way was still a classroom. I simply thought, “Look at me!” I wasn’t boasting but instead adulting in a way I never conceived myself capable of. 


I do not mean to say that I have lead an extraordinary life. Quite the contrary I believe I have lead a very ordinary life in a diverse number of places. Living simple, ordinary lives with local people in their own communities is a privilege and provides insight. 


My working life has turned out to be one that surprised me in its depth and scope. My twelve-year old self could never have imagined that I could set myself free of the anxiety and overwhelm enough to have taken the steps and risks I did and risen to the challenges and demands. 

I could go on. There are numerous examples of choices, both good and bad that shaped my life. 


I recently read that in English we make decisions. In some European and Asian languages you take decisions. In German you apparently hit decisions. But whether you make, take or hit them I’m grateful to know I have the courage or motivation or whatever it is for them to have changed the course of the life I thought I was destined for. 

Having said all this I am happy to be able to continue to take the reins and lead the life I choose and equally happy to be no longer working.