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Finding well-being through travel and books. |
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Hello and welcome! I have two great passions in life. The first one is travel. After a series of life-changing events, my husband and I decided to spend the kids’ inheritance and see as much of the world as possible (I’m still bitter about Damascus). Our bible? A Thousand Places to See Before You Die. Please join us on our adventures seeing new places, meeting fascinating people and trying new, exciting, and sometimes just plain weird, food. My second great passion is books. Reading expands my interior world in the same way travel expands my external one. And, books are a great way to armchair travel - not only through distance but through time as well. My tastes are eclectic, so we’ll be looking at a wide range of writing in a possibly haphazard fashion. Come along for the ride! My best, Kirsten ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| We headed to Prek Bang Kong, a silk weaving village, to examine the local family workshops and see the process of silk looming. Once again we hike up a steep embankment. Wooden logs have been placed to create steps and the ship’s crew is on hand to grasp elbows and offer assistance. It feels a bit like ‘pass the parcel’. Once at the top, we were greeted by a throng of children. None look older than 12, the youngest wore a heavy diaper. To my left, plastic sheets were laid out on the ground and were covered in luminous silks. “Hello, hello,” a boy rushed up to me, beaming. “What’s your name? Where are you from?” He had a big gap where his two front teeth were missing. I told him and asked him his name. “Hello, Kirsten,” I’ve had native English speakers mangle my name more. I smiled, this young lad was charm on wheels. “My name is John. Will you buy from me? My mother makes beautiful things.” He gestured to one of the makeshift ‘stalls’. I shook my head. We were just starting out, I explained. “But I have to come back this way,” I assured him. ‘You’ll buy from me, though. No one else,” he pressed. I shrugged noncommittally and we rushed on. Read more here  . |
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