Around the big garbage pile there are a lot of people waiting for the fire to start.
As a chemist I don’t have to tell you that this won’t bring good luck, but rather cancer or some other toxic reaction…. But as said before every culture has its own rituals and who am I to question this.
From time to time it was really windy and ash was blown in every direction. Sometimes burning this flew trough the air and sometimes they were rather big. I was hit by one directly on my chest, but nothing was caught on fire.
I hope this little guy survived the fire, but I will probably (since I have written that word so often now, I finally know how to spell it …) never know. When I made my way back to the hostel there was beautiful scenery shortly before sunset with the sun shining trough the clouds with lots of rays of sun. I want to close this report with a final picture of that, so until next time … またね !