This guy did not look happy to be in here.
After more than five months on the road, Matt and I found ourselves walking down a dusty road in Cambodia when he had the epiphany, â€œI think there are more than one kind of chicken.â€ Maybe it was something heâ€™d been thinking for a while and just hadnâ€™t had the right moment to put it into words, but I found his belated awareness quite entertaining as by that time weâ€™d seen all manner of strange looking feathers and fowl. Reading one touristâ€™s review of a bike trip through Vietnamese villages, I scoffed at the remark that went something like this, â€œIt was real country, we saw chickens on the road.â€ Maybe this person had lived in New York her whole life, but if you want to see chickens on the road you donâ€™t have to go all the way to Vietnam. â€œIf you want to see chickens, go to Arcata,â€ I sarcastically thought, â€œchickens are not exotic.â€ To the touristâ€™s credit, though, there is something interesting about seeing animals in the developing world. Theyâ€™re used and viewed differently than the way we would see them back home, say, in San Francisco. This chicken has a string tied around its feet. It reminded me of trying on sandals but having trouble because theyâ€™re attached by a cord or something.
Water buffalo being used to move the plow. In other places weâ€™ve visited they are used for foodâ€”milk (cheese, yogurt, making tea), meat, and skin.
This fella couldnâ€™t hold still long enough for me to take a clear picture, which is probably to the pupâ€™s advantage considering the day after I took this shot I saw a little bit larger dog being taken of a coal pit after a thorough roasting.