It is a village where I had already come to take pictures in 2016, but this year I returned for a visit with one of its inhabitants.
He tells me that during the rainy season these streets can become dangerous. The nuts of coconut trees when there is wind sometimes fall by cutting the electric wires hanging artisanally which are found on the ground in puddles of water and as the street is not illuminated the risk of electrocution is important. We meet a man apparently drunk and Kyawmino then tells me about him that he started drinking when his wife left long ago and he never recovered. For Kyawmino, he does not imagine living such a fall for a separation
Then we pass the house of its neighbors. They are all eating in front of the house and have invited other neighbors who are helping to build a new house next door. It is the tradition here mutual help between each family.
We will then see the port south of the village. The bags of crushed ice to keep the fish are loaded onto the boats. Some large boats leave off for several weeks and freeze their cargo of fish.
I would go and see tomorrow the little ice factory that delivered these fishermen.
Life in the fishing village of Nappali.
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