Teeming

As the pace of this trip slows from breakneck to brisk, I try to process all I'm seeing. I stare at the photos:  two women hiding under an umbrella. 

Rice paddies gleaming in the sun:

Laundry hanging from a line:

The goats are doing their goat thing, the cows are doing their cow thing, and the people are buying and selling and cooking and cleaning; tending children, herding cattle, driving tuk-tuks.

There are so many people, and so little space. If I had to pick a word it would be "teeming." This place is brimming with life.