I feel guilty. Seeing the Cambodian workers and the conditions they live under then spending time with the homeless Thais sleeping in there hole rooms under the freeway makes me wonder why I deserve good food and a nice clean a/c room. What makes me better than them? Why do I have it so much nicer than they do? What makes me so superior that I can do all you can eat restaurants and they are eating what they can find on the streets, mixed in with a bit of rice and maybe an egg or two.
Every night here when I get back to the room and take a nice hot shower, turn on the TV and lay in bed I think of what they are doing, how they are living. Its just not right, I was born somewhere else, to a richer family in a richer country and I end up living a life that I do and they end up where they are often with little or no fault of their own.
I hope I can tell their stories with my pictures, maybe raise a bit of money to come back and give them later. I have been giving money to each of the homeless under freeway people daily and will give a larger amount before I leave but its only a token, its not enough.
Every night here when I get back to the room and take a nice hot shower, turn on the TV and lay in bed I think of what they are doing, how they are living. Its just not right, I was born somewhere else, to a richer family in a richer country and I end up living a life that I do and they end up where they are often with little or no fault of their own.
I hope I can tell their stories with my pictures, maybe raise a bit of money to come back and give them later. I have been giving money to each of the homeless under freeway people daily and will give a larger amount before I leave but its only a token, its not enough.
