a small photo selection:
Do you remember Jalousie?
I was very intrigued by the colorful neighborhood last year, and I had to visit it now that I’m in Haiti again. Most people there were friendly, but very few wanted their picture taken, and some reveled in saying “No! Go!”
I guess having the power to say that is quite enjoyable if you own little else.
Jalousie is among many slums that have sprawled across the hills of the capital Port-au-Prince in recent decades because governments past and present have failed to provide affordable housing and basic services. … Amid its narrow corridors and steep steps, Jalousie has no traditional sewage system or electric grid. (The Huffington Post)
Jalousie does have the best view in Port-au-Prince though. And now colors.
Let’s hope the improvements don’t stop there.
I’d be disappointed with myself if I returned back to Norway with the same photos from Haiti as last year
(not that it’s literally possible, but I’m guessing you know what I mean?)
Therefore, I have a new photo motto. It goes something like this: get CLOSER, you!!
Russian railroads are quite famous, especially the one that goes across Sibir. I didn’t travel quite that far; it takes 23 hours to travel St. Petersburg-Lipetsk, not really the longest journey at all. Although it does feel like it when all the lights go off at 22.30, making reading impossible. Apart from that, train is my favourite way of travelling. It’s like a large moving sleeping hall. The ridiculously overpriced candy wagon drives by sometimes, and there are some few opportunities to go off the train for ice cream and beer at longer stops, but otherwise it’s a quiet and monotonous ride. With no internet. Precious time to read, think and write while the landscape flows by outside the window.
Noen bilder fra toget mellom St. Petersburg og Lipetsk.
Currently, I only remember the annoying things – the endless lines, the rude shop assistants and the crammed metro. I will soon experience all that. How come I never remember any nice things about Russia before going there? I know there are many nice things to look forward to. I know it will be three splendid weeks. Most certainly! Let’s take a look at old photos!
Av en eller annen grunn sitter ’takk’ langt inne når folk ønsker meg god ferie. Å, vent – jeg vet hvorfor: Den årlige reisen Russland klarer alltid å sjokkere meg køene som møter meg allerede på flyplassen. Man må også vente i butikkene hvor ansatte ofte snakker i telefonen mens de blar i magasiner, før de spydig forteller (de måtte tross alt legge fra seg alle sine andre gjøremål!) at dersom du vil vite om pølsa er god – da får du kjøpe den! Og alle tar i mot rådet med stoisk ro, alle er tross alt overlevende etter rush-trafikken. Det skal mer til for å vippe oss over kanten, som kø-snikere for eksempel. Neida, det blir en fantastisk tur! Det blir alltid det, om ikke annet – periodevis. En titt i fotomappa: