Bridge of Divide

We call it the “Bridge of Divide.” It is about 8 or 9 kilometers from our village as you go into the city. When you cross the bridge you go from developed to undeveloped; wealth to poverty; BMWs to rickety bicycles; 2008 to 1908. The fact that this bridge is a 30 minute drive from these shops never ceases to astound me.

You’ve seen pictures on our blog of our village; try to mentally place them in the same place as these pictures (and images of the Olympics you’ve seen on TV)… nearly impossible, isn’t it?

EDIT: I deleted the rest of this post as it probably wasn’t the “smartest” thing to put on a blog in this country.

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