The Upside Down America

OK well yesterday I was walking with this guy who is kind of like a servant for the household I am staying with. Sidenote: He called me master until he learned how to say my name. We took a tricle, as they are called, a three-wheeled taxi to his house which was about two kilometers away. He lived in a bungalow. A house with maybe five rooms, but each room is rented to a different family. This bungalow just happened to be owned by the church that he works for, the one that I am staying at. His name is Laurence. Laurence his wife and his four year old son all live in this tiny room in the bungalow with only one full size bed and two chairs. There is a common kitchen shared by all the residents of the bungalow. The kitchen uses no gas and no electricity to cook merely fire by burning whatever wood that can be found. Though the inside seemed in shambles walking outside simply took my breath away the mountains surrounding Newara Eliya surround the bungalow on all sides with towering terraces covered in green tea plants. Sidenote: Neware Eiya is considered tea country the entire country side is covered with tea. The fog can be see rolling off the mountain tops and bringing with it the abundance of rain accounted for in the raining season. The air free from industry, and my lungs actually tasted fresh air and not smog. What a life this would be is America looked like this place.

Likewise, America is backwards. America gloats its high towers and houses with eight bedrooms to house two people. But, the second you step outside your American house nosy cars, planes, angry people, a hatred for humanity, and the desirable crave for money attacks the senses. Well I live in America. I love America, but I wish America could find a peace that the citizens of this country had even though there country has been in civil war for 25 years and frequent bus and train bombings occur more regularly everyday. Sri Lanka is in war but is truly a place of peace of mind.