Generation Ship. Mekong River, Lao PDR. August 2002
Only the guy who isn’t rowing has time to rock the boat.
Jean-Paul Sartre
Long skinny boats ply the Mekong River between Chiang Kong and Luang Prabang, their cargo now tourists instead of bags of rice. Families live their lives on these boats, in the the back, separated from the tourists by the engine compartment.
As mine saddled up to this boat, a boy stuck his head our the window and perched, watching his world, a world filled with loud, obnoxious tourists, float by.
This kid’s definitely not rowing; he’s along for the ride.