By the time we were in Tibet I was missing Scotland like crazy. I had this overwhelming desire to run up and grab every child I saw so I could just give them a big hug and kiss. Considering, how awkward that would have been for the child and family, I resorted to taking pictures:
This little boy wanted to show me his sword
Kidnapping has never entered my mind, until I met this girl! When I asked if I could take her picture, she poised just like this for me.
This little baby was set up on this desk to be entertained by the passersby on the street. I stopped and made some silly faces and got the biggest smile.
The school kids were all very eager to say “hello.” One girl was so bold to come up to me and say “Hello, what is your name? I responded, “My name is Kjirsti, what is your name?” She replied then skipped off to join her friends, thrilled with her ability to communicate in English. The boy pictured looked me in the eye and said “Hello!” When I asked if I could take his picture he nodded enthusiastically, giving me this winning smile. After, he immediately came over and stood next to me so he could see the results on my camera. We exchanged smiles and I said “Todeshay” Thank you. We used three words between us, but the the sentiment was clear.
Doing homework on a busy market street
You'll often seen bundles of baby tied on to a mother or grandmother's back. Often the baby isn't even visible beneath all the blankets. Babies are primarily carried or tied onto the back, never put in a stroller or car seat.
Feeding the geeseOne of the things I love about traveling is being reminded just how much humanity has in common. We saw children playing all the games that Scotland loves: knocking rocks off ledges, throwing rocks in water, chasing, jumping. Children are brought along with the parents whether it be to the market stall or the barley field.