By the time I finished taking photos of Crown of Thorns, lunch was ready to be eaten on the front porch, to escape the heat. My Aa made Kao Piak and it was quite delicious and perfect for whatever I was battling at the moment. During our meal she told me her baby daughter was not feeling well and was throwing up in the middle of the night. At that time I didn’t think much about it but later did I realize my little cousin probably getting sick from the mosquito spray just as I did.
After we ate lunch my cousin Pao and I went to drop off Kao Piak at Por Thao Yai’s house and Mair Yar’s house at Ban Nongdong. Pao is only 13 years old but has been riding his brother’s mo-ped since 2007. At first I was not sure about him being able to handle the mo-ped with my weight but my Aa said Pao has been the one taking him to see Mair Yar almost daily to drop off food for her. I was relief and told my little cousin to drive at the speed limit since none of us were wearing helmet. It was a risk that I took in order to visit Mair Yar and spend some quality time with her.
We didn’t stay too long because Mair Yar wanted us to get home before dark and she was getting ready to lock up as well. Mair Yar is 84 years old and lives alone because she refuses to move in with her children. She told us about Por Pou asking her at his death bed not to abandon the house they built together or the family farm and so Mair Yar wants to honor his wishes. This year she is not quite strong and can’t walk very far and doesn’t walk all the way to the temple for Tak Bat in the morning. Her younger brother, Luang Pou is the senior Buddhist Monk at the village temple and Mair Yar used to visit the temple daily. Now she can only Tak Bat at the front of her house.
After we came back from Ban Nongdong, I was so worn out and decided to rest a bit and woke up later to find a baby kitten sleeping next to me. She/he left her mother in the kitchen and found a better sleeping spot and was not shy at all. An afternoon nap seems to be the trend with people and animals in Laos. It must be the heat and having a siesta is a way to go so you can work hard later and play too.