I noticed that when I was travelling, especially in non-Western countries, people got excited when you played with their kids. Granted, the fact that I was a 20/30-ish Canadian chick probably made me pretty unthreatening. This post shows some of the kidlets I encountered on my travels.
I don’t actually recall if this was in Greece or in Turkey. Same trip, though. Anyway, they and their mom were in the seats behind me and my friend on a bus to somewhere. They liked it when we paid attention to them, and if we stopped, he would tug on our hair to get us to turn around.
This is at Torodi Castle near Sopron in Hungary. These kids were 13 or so, and they were on a school field. They were pretty excited about finding a couple of foreigners. The two kids at the front over on the right spoke decent English, so they were our translators.
This is somewhere in the Czech Republic. My friend and I were sitting on the edge of the fountain minding our own business when this brat decided he was going to get us wet . He’d fill up his bottle with water from the fountain, and then fling it at us. When he got closer to us, I tried to kick the bottle out of his hand but ended up kicking him instead. Oops. He ran away at that point, and we decided we should take off too; we didn’t want some scary babuska coming after us
In this picture from the Czech Republic, the kids are irrelevant. What we’re paying attention to here is the man-purse. This seemed to be the quintessential European man-purse circa 2003, so it was worth capturing an example of.
This munchkin I befriended at a bus stop in pretty much the middle of nowhere, Kazakhstan. He was quite delighted with my backpack, and liked to wear it, although it probably weighed almost as much as he did. I was hauling along my hiking boots for the horse trekking extravaganza I was going to be doing in Kyrgyzstan.
This is in Aqaba, Jordan. We were waiting for a ferry to take us over to the Sinai peninsula to visit Moses’ mountain, and we had some time to kill, so we were wandering around town. These kids liked making faces at me, but the girl got shy when I took out my camera. But mama in her niqab apparently wanted the kids to have a picture with a western doofus tourist, so I got my pic.
This was on a train to Goa in India. It was an overnight train, and this was in the morning, shortly before we arrived. This little girl was quite bossy. She didn’t speak a word of English, but she would give me commands in Hindi (presumably), and her dad would translate as best he could.
There were assorted others that I didn’t get pictures of. At a train station in Vietnam, a family were super excited that I was interested in their kid, even though he wasn’t that interested in me. If he wandered away, one of them would bring him back and plunk him down beside me. On a flight in India, I was entrusted to do seatbelt duty for a little girl sitting beside me while her parents and brother sat in the row in front of us. Children really can make any differences between us quickly disappear.
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