There were so many things to do while in the village. Of course there were the thousands of pictures that we took. This was Preston's least favorite part of the trip. We kept telling him if he would just jump in the picture and smile people would leave him alone and let him get back to the things he wanted to do. Sometimes it was a success and sometimes a total melt down.
Exploring the miles of rice fields. He loved to see which paths he could get on and at one point he spotted a cow at the end of the fields in the distance. He made it his goal to get to it.
Our Black Tai friends toured us around the whole village and everywhere we went we drew a crowd. Especially other kids who were interested in my kids and adults interested in why the white people not only could speak Vietnamese (not SO uncommon) but could also speak Black Tai. Tim's teachers were very proud of how well Tim could speak and everywhere we went people would comment about what a good teacher Tim has since he speaks Black Tai so well.
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