It is our last day here and this morning we were going to see a couple of little girls with new sponsors to take photos of their sponsors to show them. The rice paddies, usually iridescent green are beginning to yellow off at the tops as the grain heads are forming. The stalks already tied into sheaves to stop the heavy heads dropping down. Women have their washing draped on hedges and fences and on the grass. The little block houses painted bright pink, blue, green stand out against the rice fields. Badi 5 hostel has the new little girls from the village we went to see the first week we were here with Binod the politician. They are all so tiny. Once again we were entertained by their singing and dancing. Our taxi driver and a male teacher had to do their bit also. I won't miss the terrible roads, full of potholes, large rocks, and clouds of dust. I won't miss the incessant barking of what seems like a thousand dogs at night. They sleep all day and off they go at night. We have said all our goodbyes, but of course we will be back here on 28th December, so it really won't be a long break. Thanks for following along with us on the journey.
Robyn
Robyn
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