Heartburn Continuously

Bansa

awakened about five hours. Near the fire, crouching, woman of the house after rice without noise. Then she spreads it on a clean mat, and knead the "hatchet" with a machete until it forms a homogenous bunch. She now divides it into two balls in tea stores. Above the fireplace, a square frame, through which the smoke shelf on which it arranges its utensils.

In the morning, we embark down a piece of the Mekong. A dozen villagers seize the opportunity. Among them, a young woman disguised as a geisha. I have seen yesterday evening.





Water khaki. Violent rapids. A barge Chinese stuck. Our captain drops us Burmese side: they will walk. In the sandy shore, gold dust.

Meutoh, Akha village
The guide tells us the chief's house and disappears. We had the same shot to banns. History to do something, we decided to go and wash the water point. While they were changing behind a pile of wood, forty women and children settled around us. Mired in our sins, we begin to wallow near the faucet. But as the public watches all our actions, we will consult in whispers so as not to seem indecent.
- It is how to wash?
- I know!
- soaped as sin?
- I prefer not ... If anything, it's very shocking to them!
- It's true, you're right! One only has to wash that which exceeds the sin, right?
- OK.
When we finished our show, three women are pushing us to take our place and we spend the public side. In
looking straight at us, they remove all their clothes except a panty-like shorts and small cap and they begin to vigorously rub all over with laundry powder. They point the finger at us talking on an ironic tone. Support - we excepted - laughs. And, as if to prolong the joke, one of them grabs her breasts with both hands as big as butternut squash maturity and waved to us. This time, we also laugh. Clearly, our modesty is misplaced here!


- What do you do for a living?
- I cut the trees around the village.
- Why?
- The Chinese company pays me for it.
- And what do you do after, when you cut all the trees?
- will be planted rubber trees. The Chinese will pay us for that. And they give us some money for eight years, until the trees grow. And later, when the trees have grown, I'm rich and they built the road to transport rubber. I can have a car. (Chief of Meutoh)


Night falls. A woman sitting on the terrace of his house, wearing a skirt and a cap, nothing else. It looks light blue of the night descend upon the village, offered her breast to the air soft and mosquitos.