I roomed the citys market area just in the early hours. A woman tried to showel a small lake of water, that had gathered at her spot, into a bucket and a blind man with an accordion was composing a rythem to support her in her doing. Along with the smell of coriander and the background made up from old soviet buildnings it is very exotic in a daily life type way. There are no pink flamingos but well cars filled with potatoes, little ladies with big round blocks cheese on mats in the mud and a great deal of cigarette smoke.
I don’t think I got any of those really fancy shots that I hope to get when I sacrafice my well being for a morning in the mud and the rain but I does give some energy to see the life in the market. I was slidning around in the mud of the site for over an hour, talking to the locals, trying to convince them to let me take photos of them. I ended up hungry in the school just before starting my first lesson for the day, English for 9:th grade students, good fun.
Yesterday was a small adventure, I started out in the morning by visiting the local green party office, funded by some swedish organisation. I got the tour of their activities before i had to dash to catch a taxi out to a village nearby. I was traveling with a girl from Holland, here for NGO work and she arrange a taxi. The driver changed his mind about the sum he felt in need of and stoped for filling the gas and got hit by a car from behind before we finally reached our destination.
Out in the country, with a sign pointing in the right direction, a large house with facilities for some 20 people and large areas for constructing and displaying sustainable and alternative techniques for energy and food production. Solar collectors, a straw bale green house and dry toilets were part of a large scale program for improving rural life within a sustainable frame work. I had a great day siting around reading up on straw bale construction after an extensive and delicious lunch.
The city is filled with creative people and it has an air of creativity, hidden in the old blocks of houses and in the holes in the streets. The unorganized sides gives birth to so many ideas and energy to start so many new things. It is great fun!
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