22/03/2007
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Hello Ladieeee! Come here, buy somesing!
This can drive you crazy when you just want to peacefully indulge (sich hingeben) in the ancient history of Khmer culture. -Hello Ladieeeeeeeeee! Come here! Want water! Buy water here! Hello Ladieeeeeeee!- They are waiting for you. Like Tigers crouching in the jungle waiting to jump on their next victims they are lying in ther hammocks (Haengematten) , just waiting to attack an innocent tourist who wants to visit a temple. -Hello Ladieeeeeee! Buy book! Very cheap! Hello Ladieeeeee!- And as soon as one comes up....they are running towards you (but only up to the line that is set up on the ground as a marking for their grounds - they are not allowed to attack tourists behind that line...), screaming with these EXTREMELY ANNOYING female, whining (jammern) voices....and eagerly waving their hands... -Hello Ladieeeeeee! Come here! Buy scarf! Very cheap! I discount for you! Hello Ladieeeeee!- The system of trying to get customers by just purely harassing (verfolgen) them until they finally spend the buck ('ne Mark) just to stop this terrible noise has developped in a very refined way. During the first day, I lived through several stages of how to react and interact with those vendors (Verkaeufer), the majority of them being kids. -Hallo Ladieeee! Buy bracelet. One for one dolla. Hello Ladieeeee! I discount for you! Sree for one dolla!- You do not want to scream at them, they are just kids... but what do you do if they just do not let go of you? -Hello Ladieeee! Buy bracelet here! How much you give me???- Anika - be patient! -I do not give anything to you. -Only five for one dolla! -Not even if you gave them to me for free, I would take them. -Five for one dolla! Buy now, Ladieeeee! -Ok. I will buy. 20 for one dollar, ok? -No, Ladieeee.... It was hard, but I really tried to make them and me smile, I did not always succeed. I terribly failed actually, when this girl came up to sell postcards. Ugly, worn dorn and cheaply produced postcards... It was while I was having a meal, so I could not escape, which had been a rescue before. So, the postcards. We were already down to '10 for one dolla!' - that I just did not want to buy. Then the girl pulled out her playing strategy: -Ladieeeeee, where you from, Ladieeee?
-From Germany.-I tell you capital of dermany, you buy postcard! -No, no, no. That's way too easy with all those German tourists around. But if you tell me the capital of Oagadougo, I will buy the postcards. - Burkina Faso. But is country. Ouagadougou is capital. Well, I was shocked. Without hesitating a second, this girl not only told me that Ouagadougou is not a country but also, that it is the capital of Burkina Faso. So ... I bought the postcards... Well, I guess, I have to write postcards now. Watch out for one of the next blog entries...you can win the honour of getting the first postcard from my trip!  He tried to sell me a book, that I already had. But the 'one more!' just did not work for me... __________________________________________________________________
Some impressions: Climbing Angkor Wat (steep, STEEP stairs)This picture was taken from Laura, whom I got to know in Laos and whom I met again coincedantially at Angkor...  faces... romantic, heh? I love my little toy... just to get an idea of the scale... I should have closed my eyes to be a perfect buddha...WANT TO SEE MORE? I added some pictures to the Angkor? Wat??? - folder and there is even an new Phnom Penh folder with some pix. Good night, I am going to bed now. Cheers. anika (truely khmer, you know!) |
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13/07/2007
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| Is schon witzig, wie wenig sich im Laufe der Zeit verändert - die Sätze (übrigens cool, dass du da nen Blogeintrag drüber geschrieben hast! ;) der Frauen sind die selben geblieben und ich wette, du hast auch die gleichen Menschen gesehen, die vor den Tempeln genau diese Sätze geschriehen haben und einem Kokosnüsse und weiß ich nicht was verscherbeln wollten... :) Aber wieso sollten es auch andere sein: in Deutschland sieht man ja morgens auch immer die selben Leute in der Bahn. Und das ändert sich auch nur schleppend...
@Marlies: soweit ich mich erinnere, waren es immer 12 Postkarten und die kids konnten ungefähr in 10 Sprachen soweit zählen... Aber wenn man bedenkt, wie oft und wie lange sie das schon machen, verliehrt das auch seine wundersame Wirkung auf den Geist. |
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Hey, ich denke Du wolltest nach Neuseeland ... man siehst du scheiße erholt und gut aus. Die Bilder sind schwer zu ertragen. Jedesmal wieder eine Überwindung auf die Seite zu gehen, zu wissen gleich kommt wieder dieser tiefe innerliche Schmerz, der einem fast zwingt alles hinzuschmeißen und es Dir nachzumachen.
Sei als Touristin nicht so nett... versuch es mal mit Shut up, wenn sie dich nerven und piss of , wenn sie dich zu sehr nerven. Die Steigerung ist dann noch Fuck you - das muss aber gut überlegt sein.
...hihi, wieviele Postkarten waren es denn - sehr nette Geschichte. Scheint ja ein tolles Bildungssystem zu sein. Sag mal nichts, wenn du wiederkommst, sonst gibt das hier wieder eine völlige Umstrukturierung des Schulwesens....
Ich bereite mich hier gerade auf meinen Skiurlaub vor. Der Schnee ist dann diese Woche doch noch gekommen.
Ich sende Dir also ein paar Schneeflocken ans andere Ende der Welt!
Ganz liebe Grüße
Marlies
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