Wednesday, March 11, 2015

A Studiously Disruptive Student

            As a student, I think I am the studiously disruptive type. Sort of a Classy Class Clown (CCC), but if you ever call me a clown I would take offense. I am very attentive, but I am also disruptive in all the right times. For example, I would start whistling “Final Countdown” or one of the songs from the Rocky movies right before a Chemistry test. I always considered myself doing the class a favor, as I lightened the mood and doubtlessly raised the test scores by 5%..
 I only thought of this, because during the past few days here at the Homestay in Cambodia, I have spent the afternoons teaching at the Hope for Happiness school. It has been interesting to view the class from a teacher’s point of view, and see the spectrum of students from the quiet and attentive, to the loud and attentive, to even the loud and not-so-attentive. It is odd when an entire classroom is depending on you to use their time wisely and give them something valuable, while also making the class enjoyable. I have divided teaching into 3 steps. Step One: earn the students trust, Step Two: get the students to like you, Step 3: Tell the students something they don’t know. But, I’m sure you could skip Step 1 and 2 in a jiffy, though your success in getting them to listen to Step 3 would be less than guaranteed.
            I spent today working at a different nearby school, where my group and I worked with the students to shovel dirt into wicker baskets, and then haul the dirt into a square pad. We also trimmed down bamboo strips, which will be woven with thatch in the future, in order to make the roof of the hut we are building. Tomorrow the foundation will be laid with rocks and then filled in with concrete. The end result will be an open sided wicker hut, which will serve as a reading and studying location for the students.
            I suppose you might be marginally or extremely interested (depending on if you have familial ties with me or not) in what has occurred during the last 2 weeks of my life. For my devoted and extremely interested readers, I shall give you a quick brief on the last several weeks. (Isn’t the word “brief” interesting? It could mean the same thing as “quick” in which case I would have repeated myself, or it could mean “summary”. The latter definition was intended.) Anyway, from Hanoi, we zipped down to Hue, and then had a day-long Motorbike tour of all of Hue’s highlights, including the Forbidden Purple City (which is not-so-forbidden now). After Hue we drove down to Hoi An, which was everything I remembered, and didn’t remember. Hoi An is a quaint little town, with music playing on the streets, canals snaking underneath bridges, and coffee shops just waiting to serve you the perfect cup. I must say I had plenty of cups, and if you ever go to Hoi An, I suggest you go to the Cargo Club, Mango Rooms, Morning Glory, and also any restaurant that is along the canal. Furthermore, you couldn’t find a better place to get a suit, clothes, or shoes tailored. Several students in my group had outfits and shoes tailored from scratch. The shoes look incredibly nice, with authentic leather, and all tailored to any style from scratch for only 40$. I also rented a bike for 1$ a day, and zipped around town without much effort.
            After Hoi An we spent several days in Saigon, where we visited the War Remnants Museum, the Presidential Palace, and the Chu Chi tunnels. I wandered around and found some great Indian restaurants, and also spent an entire afternoon talking to a Scottish couple in a restaurant on top of a skyscraper. Saigon was bustling, with plenty of things to do at all times during the day and night. The final day in Vietnam before coming to Cambodia, we went on a 30 kilometer bike ride through southern Vietnam. We wove our way through countless rice fields, villages, and after crossing the Mekong river we hopped on a boat and spent the night on a marshy island. There we helped cook dinner, and swung in hammocks until we stumbled to bed for a night of sleep in sweltering humidity.

            Anyway, tomorrow is our last day in the Homestay here in Ang Tasom, Cambodia. After leaving here we head to Phenom Penh and Kampot for another couple days of building projects before heading to Siem Reap to view the world-renowned temples. I am attempting to cool down from a run that I went on about an hour ago, however I still feel as though I am sitting above a pot of boiling water inside an oven. A shower did not help much, because even the un-heated water is hot here, considering March is one of the hottest months of the year in Cambodia. Anyway, I hope all is well with my friends, family, and readers! Till next time!

Disclaimer: the pictures are not in order..



Boating across a river to our "marshy island" after a day of biking
Huge sand barge under the sun
Overlooking the river from a battle-station-hill in Hue
Japanese Covered Bridge in Hoi An
A beautiful sunset in Hoi An
Night Time-Lapse in Saigon
Students have to help build their own school in Cambodia!
Fruit Lady 
6 AM departure for Cambodia 
Rice barge going to a morning floating-market in southern Vietnam
Working on the school, (Alex getting skilled with that Hoe)



Monday, March 2, 2015

Back in 'Nam!


   How do you prefer to travel? By plane? Bus? Train? Planes are nice because they get you from point A to point B incredibly fast, but on the other hand, trains and busses allow you to look out the window and see the countryside roll by. Five years ago I flew from Hue to Hanoi, Vietnam, however today I am about to get on a 12 hour night-train from Hanoi to Hue. I will be able to solve once and for all which I prefer. I am looking forward to the gentle rock of the train, and waking up blurry-eyed occasionally to look out and watch the night-shrouded countryside flow by.
  After arriving in Vietnam I hopped straight onto the night-train up to Sapa. The steady creaking of the cabins, and the rock of the train might normally lull one to sleep, however the fact that 4 group-mates shared each cabin turned the ride into a wild affair, reminiscent of what you might expect a 9th Grader’s sleep-over to look like.. Sapa, however, was a spectacular journey through terraced mountains, verdant valleys, and rivers dotted with swimming children (often with not a stitch of clothing).
   Sapa has grown quite a bit since I last visited, and soon a highway will be built connecting Hanoi to Sapa, opening up even more tourism. Already Sapa is becoming crowded with hotels, not to mention countless stores selling tourist trinkets and knock-off The North Face backpacks. Nonetheless, Sapa views are breathtaking, and the two-day trek through the countryside and surrounding villages provided great perspective on the lives of ethnic minorities in northern Vietnam. This time of year, all the fields are unplanted, leaving the people to make money through other means, which I am sure include getting tourists to buy their wares, bringing tourists on treks, and also dying textiles with indigo. The village women dye all their own clothes (in the more rural villages) and you seldom see a woman who does not have her hands slightly purple from the process.
  After Sapa, we hopped back down to Hanoi, and then over to Halong Bay for a 2 day boat trip. The ship meandered its way through pillars and cliffs of rock that dot the Bay, with stops for kayaking and cave exploration. There are numerous floating villages in the bay as well, so at every major stop in Halong Bay, the ship was rapidly surrounded by boats filled with drinks and snacks, which village women excitedly tried to sell. Often we found them to be overzealous in their attempts, and some of the members of my trip took to hiding behind the walls of the ship whenever the boats approached.
  This trip has been incredible thus far, however it certainly contains much less service work than I expected. The service opportunities are coming up during our period in Cambodia. Nonetheless, the trip has abounded in opportunities to engage in the local culture, and there are many free days, allowing me to structure my own schedule independently. It has been great and somewhat strange to visit the same places I traveled to with my family 5 years ago, and I have also taken the occasion to snap some before and after shots of myself in the exact same spots (including one of me hanging upside-down from the same tree in Hanoi). These pictures may, or may not, be posted.. Anyway, I have a train-ride awaiting! On to the Forbidden City in Hue, and then to the beautiful town of Hoi An. Till next time!

Will, looking majestic..
Lunch in Luang Prabang, overlooking the river
My mode of Transport, (looking mean on a flower-design bike..)
Sunset over the Mekong River 
View from my balcony of the sunrise and clouds filling the Valley below in Sapa, Vietnam. 
Terraced mountains and rice fields in Sapa
The ship parked in Halong Bay
Budding Nat Geo photographer (my trip guide Kevin) taking a photo of a gorgeous Arab lady (Brendon)
Vista over Halong Bay!
I didn't take a picture of the boat ladies on this trip, however here is a picture from 5 years depicting the same scene!