The smell of the dump has come up numerous times lately, first my Thai driver Knun Noy mentioned it this morning, then one of the Burmese women who works the dump taught me the Burmese word for smelly, NEH NAH (she likes to tease me, and sort of yells words at me to learn).
Even thou the first thing I do every day I get back from the dump is wash down everything including myself, the smell of the dump stays with me. That sickly odor, that revolting stench seems still attached to me somewhere (fingernails? Clothing). Today I notised it as I was trying to eat lunch. The 5x7 camera knapsack bag is especially hard to clean.
Even thou the first thing I do every day I get back from the dump is wash down everything including myself, the smell of the dump stays with me. That sickly odor, that revolting stench seems still attached to me somewhere (fingernails? Clothing). Today I notised it as I was trying to eat lunch. The 5x7 camera knapsack bag is especially hard to clean.
