Tuesday 21 September 2010

Going back home ...

The act of going back home starts long before I board the plane ...

 I wandered around the village once more on Saturday morning after having got the school library organised for the party ... as if in need of "imprisoning" the last images ...  the images of a simple, yet hard working life, the images of those children who still manage to play inbetween helping the family  ... 



"Driving" the goats back home (left). Going on an errand (Right)





Cooking the pastern parts of the pork (Left). Cutting the pork meat (Right)





Playing with a small
tin" vehicle" (Left). "Driving" the goats back home (Right)




Paying respect to the next of kin of the person who has passed away (Left). "Driving" the boar back home (Right) 


I feel mixed emotions ... happy because of having almost accomplished this "mission", yet sad because of having to leave Calheta behind ...








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