Gramma Barbie Goes Global

I think this must be a ceremonial boat. The boats were all exquisite…beautifully crafted.

The ladies of the island, minus the two powering our boat, sang us a couple of farewell songs.

Two of the woman rowed us across to our next island stop in this boat. Laya was our captain.

The president, standing on top of the miniature island, and our guide showed us how the Island was made. First they cut blocks of the reeds with their roots…originally this was done by driving sticks into the soil around the roots. Now they have big saws. These blocks are attached to each other and the reeds are cut to lay as a bed over them. Several layers of reeds are placed in a cross cross pattern on top. Then houses are built using the reeds. Flat stones are placed where the cook stoves – pottery stoves – are to be placed since the dry reeds are flammable and, indeed, provide the fuel for the fires under the stoves. This is hard work and it never really ends because the reeds that make up the floor of he island have to be replaced every 15 days!

Several families live on each island and share the work of the island. They had their craft wares out as well and as soon as the teaching ended, Laya came over to grab ‘three people’ to come to her house where, of course, we bought trinkets. The other 2 people with me were an oncologist and his wife from Vancouver, B.C. That I kept being with on tours or crossing paths with.

This one sat down beside my and tapped on my arm demanding a photo.

This little guy gave me a special welcome – his little hand did not want to let go of my shirt and he had the biggest smiles!

Our tour group was welcomed with wide open arms. The one one the left of the picture, Laya, was my special hostess. I probably am spelling her name wrong as they pronounce ‘a’ differently…I spelled it phonetically as we would pronounce ‘a’.