It’s not always roses

In an attempt to portray the good and the bad of my time in Laos, here’s a blog post about a not so good weekend.

I woke up Friday morning not feeling too hot and when I got to work, my brain was like nuh-uh girl. After saying hello to C, I quickly sat down for I was scared my head was going to hit the floor before my next footstep did.

Twenty minutes later and I was in a car being driven to the clinic. They ran some blood tests and everything came back normal…which is awesome but I also wanted answers.

It’s now Sunday and I still feel like the world is spinning. Going insaneeee in my apartment!

I was determined to get outside this afternoon for some fresh air and to go to a clothing swap someone organized in Vientiane. A bunch of us expats got together and brought clothes we no longer wanted and did a giant exchange. Maybe not the best idea to crowd in a room with a bunch of people going through piles and piles of clothes. Oh well, it made me think of something else and got me moving.

Walked way with three clothing items and took pictures to show you all!

Hoping to feel better soon! Closing this post with a song here.

-Marielle

 

 

Holidays in Asia Part 2

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Sailing on choppy waves once again, but this time leaving behind the island of Phu Quoc that I can’t seem to stop referring to as my favorite part of the trip!

Nonetheless, Cambodia was like love at first sight. As the wheels of the bus were riding the bumpy roads, I couldn’t help but feel at home. Like I was in Laos.

The country didn’t disappoint; beautiful landscape, generous and friendly people and delicious food.

Destination #1: Phnom Penh, Cambodia

In grade 6, my teacher gave me a plane ticket to Phnom Penh. Sure it was fake, but I had to do a project based on what I would do if I went to the capital of Cambodia. I remember thinking: ‘How crazy would it be if I go there one day?’. From the roads to the buildings, nothing looked quite like the pictures I saw 11 years ago. I never forgot that project…I wonder if that was what triggered my love for traveling and learning about new cultures?!

Staying in the theme of ‘back in the day’, Jen and I checked into a 21 bedroom dorm room in Phnom Penh that reminded me a lot of summer camp. I must admit it wasn’t as fun as camp, through Snoring Mcsnorerson and people waking up at every hour…we were ready to get out of there. But who can pass up a night’s stay for 4$?!

The sobering history of Cambodia’s genocide left us gutted, for we had heard very little about this important piece of history until this moment. We visited numerous markets, temples and museums; we were non-stop busy! Oh, and I bought shoes. THAT’S RIGHT PEOPLE. At last found shoes big enough for me!

IMG_0181.JPG^S-21 prison/school

killing fields^killing fields in Phnom Penh

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Destination #2: Battambang, Cambodia

We were looking for another destination between Phnom Penh and Siem Reap and found Battambang to be an interesting, laid-back destination. We even treated ourselves to a hotel room for the big sum of 12$!!! Talk about pricey eh! 😉

Towards the end of a day filled with touring around the countryside, we ventured up a mountain with caves and temples. We are approaching a cave when all of a sudden I freeze and call ‘Jennifer. Come here’. Her dream was about to come true. There were monkeys. Real, wild, jumping from tree to tree kind of monkeys. She could now go home with a smiling heart.

We watched the sunset from the mountaintop and then watched as 40 million bats flew out of a cave into the night. Unbelievable. For 30-40 minutes, there were millions of bats flying out.

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pollution^monkey holding a plastic water bottle…consequence of pollution

Destination #2: Siem Reap, Cambodia

3…2…1…Happy New Year!! Starting 2016 in a pretty fantastic way with a huge street party that brought thousands of people together to celebrate. We danced the night away with new friends and made it a night to remember.

With much difficulty and self-motivation, we got up early the next day to visit Angkor Wat because it was the only opportunity/day we had. Zombies would be a good word to describe how we were that day. Nonetheless, the temples had us in awe.

So, that concludes my holiday vacations. I feel so grateful to have had the chance to travel with such an amazing friend in two countries that have made me want to see more of the world and continue learning about history and cultures.

angkor.jpg^Angkor Wat at sunset

What country is next?

-Marielle

 

Holidays in Asia Part 1

Bus…taxi…tuk tuk…airplane…motorbike…boat…

Thousands of kilometres later, I am back from an EPIC holiday season.

The anticipation started a year and a half ago when Jen and I were in Europe and joked about travelling to Asia in 2015. Deep down we weren’t joking.

When we met in the airport in Bangkok it felt so surreal; like what are you doing here?! But it also felt normal because we’ve now traveled together for the past 3 years.

Destination #1: Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam

What a crazy busy city! From Vientiane to Ho Chi Minh, I was definitely in some form of culture shock. So many people, motorbikes and buildings!

We spent about 3 days there wandering through markets, museums, parks and along the Mekong. The consequences of the Vietnam War can still be seen in various ways throughout Vietnam- shocking really.

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smoothies ^fresh fruit smoothies all day everyday

Destination #2: Mui Ne, Vietnam

While Jen kicked back comfortably in her reclining sofa chair on the bus, I struggled to just sit. Tall people problems, I tell ya!

Mui Ne had it’s ocean charm but still felt a bit weird to us. A town catered to tourists is definitely not what we are interested in, but nonetheless we got to explore. With rain sweeping across the town due to the typhoon in the Philippines, our adventure to the red and white sand dunes was accompanied by a poncho. And by poncho I mean plastic tarp that is water resistant for 30 seconds. Welcome to Vietnam.

The white sand dunes were absolutely gorgeous!!!

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Destination #3: Phu Quoc Island, Vietnam

Love love love! This island…no words. There’s something about being on an island that just makes it that much more fun/exciting/amazing. We thought about staying there for 2 or 3 days but ended up staying 6. Can you tell we liked it?

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We rode motorbikes and explored through the mountainous roads. We found secluded beaches, villages and pepper farms (yes, I bought some). We also met amazing people at our hostel with whom we travelled on most days. à

Christmas Eve was spent in the company of fish and corals. Our ‘gang’ went on a snorkelling trip the whole day which offered lots and lots of sun. Maybe too much. Lunch break meant that the boat was at a standstill, or should I say following a teeter totter rhythm thanks to the big waves. If I say waves, you say SEA SICK! Waves! SEA SICK! Waves! SEA SICK!

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December 25th was spent on this island with our new friends. For most of us it was a different kind of Christmas than what we are used to, but together we made sure it was one to remember! The hostel prepared a big meal on Christmas night…delicious!

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Oh and might I add the delicious seafood on this island. I don’t eat a lot of it in Laos because it’s a landlocked country so this was a nice treat.

Part 2 flows right into Cambodia! I’ll be uploading another blog post soon about it!

-Marielle

A little bit of life lately…

templeThe fact that it is already December 15th is beyond me.

Days go by faster than the motorbikes zipping around the city.

I’m never leaving!

I’ve had so many days recently where I just stop and think “wow, I love my life.” The.best.feeling. I hope everyone who is reading this has also had a few of those days recently.

Work, sports, friends, nightlife and relaxing are the things that fill up the 24 hours of my days.

Instead of listening to me blab on about my coming and goings, I want to share a Lao secret with you.

It’s a shocking secret that hangs like a black cloud over this beautiful country.

From 1964 to 1973, the U.S dropped more than two million tons of ordinance on Laos during 580,000 bombing missions- equal to a planeload of bombs every 8 minutes, 24-hours a day, for 9 years, making Laos the most bombed country per capita in history. 

These bombs were dropped, but more than 80 million 80 million cluster munitions and items of UXO’s failed to detonate, remaining live and in the ground after the end of the war.

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It was shocking to learn that American pilots were instructed to drop these bombs in Laos if they could not find their targets along the Ho Chi Minh trail- it was too dangerous to land with a plane full of bombs.

42 years later, casualties still occur annually across Laos. Every day life for thousands of Lao people is met with fear of being the victim of a UXO.

This secret makes development work extremely difficult.

Read more here.

This coming Wednesday is the day I get to take my favourite backpack out for another adventure! I can’t wait to continue exploring South East Asia.

For those celebrating Christmas, Merry Christmas!

A few photos of life recently below…

-Marielle

that luang^That Luang Festival

nigel farewell^Nigel’s farewell party

IMG_4627^American Thanksgiving made by yours truly, with my co-chef Maye

copeprotheticscrutches^Cope Visitor Centre where I learned more about the Secret War in Laos

Red

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“Paint it red.”

That’s what I asked my parents when I got this killer bike (or so I thought), back in the day from this garage sale.

Sure enough, at 22 years old I’m still asking for a red bike.

About a month ago, I finally decided to go out and get a bike- a red bike. Since then, no regrets. It’s been so useful to get around the city and makes grocery shopping ten times easier, especially with the basket.  When I put a watermelon in there the other day, I almost fell off my bike from the weight it was putting on the front wheel. That’ll teach me to stop purchasing the biggest watermelon in the pile every time.

I haven’t had too many close calls on the road yet, let’s hope that doesn’t change. There are so many motorbikes and other cyclists that drivers are quite aware of their surroundings. Something Canada could learn, no?

Edmonton also had me tearing up the streets on a red bike, by far my best purchase of the year. I bought it from a non-for-profit bike shop called Edmonton Bicycle Commuters Society for 80$ and used it everyday on my 16km commute to work. Saved me hundreds of dollars from public transportation, plus I got so much exercise!

Buying a bike; it’s always a good idea.

-Marielle

The most welcoming people you will meet

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Welcoming.

The word I believe describes Lao people perfectly. I am amazed at their generosity and sincerity towards everyone, it truly is remarkable.

A little going away party was held for some of our staff tonight at my boss’ place. Instead of having the usual Asian food with Beerlao, it was pizza and chicken wings with Beerlao- SCORE!

You know how 60% of the human body is made of water? Well I can guarantee that the remaining 40% will solely consist of rice and noodles by the time I go back to Canada. Overload.

I am so lucky to have friends, also known as coworkers, who make work fun and meaningful. I admire their welcoming hearts. They make me want to be better.

I’m grateful to be surrounded by these people everyday.

Pretty emotional blog post eh? 😉

-Marielle

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^My communication sisters and I showing off our sinh’s and pants made from women in our Area Development Programs across Laos! (insert everyone’s comments on the height difference)

Not so yoga-vegan retreat

It’s Sunday night so you know what that means! Power outage!

Currently writing in the middle of lights being switched on and off… #clubbing?

For the past few weeks, my Sunday nights have been known for this. Last week the word on the town was that the Japanese festival was taking up all the electricity and I’m going to start assuming that this week’s is due to the That Luang festival. That’s what happens when you live in a developing country I guess!

I just got back from a lake weekend with friends in Nam Houm. My friend’s aunt owns a lake house about an hour out of Vientiane, so 10 of us ventured out for a not so vegan-yoga retreat. There was lots of bacon, chips and proseco- perfection.

A lake house with rooms opening onto a beautiful lake, pool and palm trees was more than ideal for a weekend away from the city.

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Some of us ventured into the lake that was shockingly warm, yet had lots of cold pockets. I don’t know what kind of water friends are in that lake, but sometimes it’s just better not to know.

Taboo and Cards against Humanity made sure we burned off all the bacon, chips and proseco calories on Saturday night. You can’t go wrong with those games.

What a fun weekend!

Lao Lake House…I love you.

-Marielle

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^Photo by Hannah. Check out her blog http://www.seethinkexplore.com

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Village life

Have you ever thought of doing one of those silent retreats? The kind where you go far into the countryside, reflect on your life and refrain from speaking.

Well I did just that. I spent the past week almost mute as I did field work for the communications team in the south of Laos. With English being minimal among my coworkers, I became a professional day-dreamer (when appropriate of course). I’m able to pick up on a few Lao words, which sometimes helps me determine the subject of the conversation, but have lots of work to do to keep learning the language. I’d say I’m at about 40 words, excluding numbers. It’s frustrating to only be at 40, but I have to stop comparing my experience with the one in Spain where by this 2 months mark, I was having long conversations in Spanish.

We were sent to the field to collect stories of people who benefited from food and nutrition projects and an irrigation system that was started by World Vision Lao. We interviewed lots of families and got an insight into what their lives were like before, and what they are like now. From the translation, I understand that World Vision’s biggest contribution was the technical training. Before, people just didn’t have the necessary knowledge to initiate and manage these types of sustainable projects.

My main task this past week was to take photos. I love photography and was so excited to get the chance to take photos. I took this opportunity to try and use photography as a means of communication with people in the villages. Trough the lens, they were showing the world and I what good has come from the projects started in their village. It’s funny because the kids were all scared of me yet couldn’t take their eyes off me. It was so hard getting a smile out of them because they are all so shy, especially in front of me.

Eating in the villages was interesting to say the least. You know when you go to someones’s house for lunch and another guest arrives on their motorbike holding a chicken upside down? And then kills it, defeathers it and cooks it in front of you?

Maybe you don’t know, and maybe it’s best that way. Though some things (^) are out of my traditional way of doing things, the quality of the food was amazing. Eating straight from the garden is always ok with me, and eating among friends too. Everyday we were invited to eat with families in the village and I got to try to many different foods. Oh, and whiskey Lao. No way was this one particular family going to let this falang (foreigner, aka me) get away from trying this one-whiff-and-youre-done-for-the-day kind of whiskey. I think there were wood shards at the bottom…regardless, I’m happy it wasn’t a scorpion or a snake, because trust me. it exists here and I am not prepared to try it.

One thing is for absolute sure: I have never been stared at more in my entire life.

Conclusion: I need to go back to the Netherlands, the sweet land of tall people like me.

I was busy taking photos for World Vision that I didn’t get the chance to take some to share with you all! Forgive me!

-Marielle

Journey to Savannakhet

Off to Savannakhet!

Yesterday Amm’s husband drove us to Thakket where we took a bus down to Savannakhet. We ate a quick lunch before hoping on the bus, and once again I was on the verge of crying. My body needs to get used to this spicy thing. My tolerance is slowly building, so maybe by the end of my time here I’ll be eating chili peppers by the handful!

Away we went on the bus that brought us through many different towns before reaching Savannakhet. The side of the roads are occupied by garbage, something you kind of get used to seeing here.

I was exhausted and surprisingly fell asleep (transport and sleep aren’t two things that work for me). I suddenly woke up when I felt the bus stop and heard people talking. When I opened my eyes I saw about 5 women walking around the bus selling chicken on a stick, hard-boiled eggs, this type of plant, etc…..cue culture shock. I use the term culture shock loosely here because honestly, very little shocks me in terms of food now. All I could think of when I saw these pieces of chicken being flung here and there was how my high school cooking class teacher would use this as an example of unsafe meat handling.

Regardless, I thought it was neat to see and experience. Things like this make travelling even more fun because it takes you by surprise and makes you learn a lot about a different culture.

After a night spent in a guesthouse in Savannakhet, I woke up with bug bites the size of a small grape. Laos- hit me with your best shot.

I’m off doing field work this week in different villages! I’ll be sure to bathe in bug spray 😉

Catch you all soon,

-Marielle

P.S No photos this time around! I’ll be shocked if the Internet even manages to post this!

Trying not to buy everything

Back with my promised post!

Handicrafts are a big part of Lao culture and I’m happy I’ve had the chance to learn more about them with my job. This tradition is mainly lead by women and passed on to their daughters who in turn practice various forms, such as weaving. Recently, more and more women are going back to weaving to help support their families and to revive the tradition they grew up with. Many of them have been unable to practice the art of weaving since the Vietnam War, as they had to flee.

The Night Market is a must-see for tourists in Luang Prabang. A whole street is closed off around 5 and hundreds of red tents are set up to house beautiful handicrafts and other items. Thanks to Traditional Arts & Ethnology Centre that I visited, I came to understand how positive this market was for many Lao families. Since 2002, families have been able to sell traditional handicrafts to locals and tourists and in return have escaped poverty. Parents are able to provide for their children year-round and can send them to school. Of course, some of the handicrafts have slightly changed to appeal to the tourism industry but in general the production has stayed the same.

My I-could’ve-bought-so-much-more list of purchases:

  • Hippie pants (typical south-east asia tourist…couldn’t resist)
  • Decoration
  • Pillow covers
  • Suprise present for Dax (my 1 1/2 year old best friend)

Would you look at that self-control! 2014 Marielle would’ve brought back another suitcase full of stuff.

Last but not least, C and I went to Hive Bar on our last night, a delicious restaurant that puts on a ethnic fashion show every night! They hire university students to model ethnic clothing and pay them a full day’s wage, thereby helping support their education. Really cool place with a great mission.

Since that trip, I’ve been busy with work and friends!

I hope everyone had a fun Halloween! I’m waiting on someone to mail me a few Coffee Crisp chocolate bars…anyone?

-Marielle

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