|Jenny enters a village, bearing gifts and western guilt|
|"It's called a scrunchie. You wear it!"|
|Crossing over to see the elephants|
|"Need more sugar cane, lady? Turn around. They've got some in that stall."|
|"So this is a 'camera.' Is it edible? Are you sure? Can I check anyway?"|
|View from the top - of the bottom|
|An amazingly complex intersection of transportation,|
culture, and tourism: all for this single photograph
(and thousands just like it)
That's right, we drove to a place called Tiger Kingdom for a chance to sit inside enclosures of tigers that range from playful kittens to imposing man-eaters. We were promised that these animals have been raised with human contact and only eat cooked meat - never the fresh stuff. Still, when one especially frisky cat swung his head around to look me in the eye, a handler deftly separated us quickly. These cats are for real.
|I'm pretty sure we got the "It's raining and|
tourists will now pay anything" price.
|"Great. More non-edible food."|
|Tourists. Bad for this tiger's diet.|