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Top 5: Tips For Vegetarians In China
You’re out for a fancy dinner with a group of Chinese friends. On the table in front of you is a Lazy Susan and it spins to reveal tonight ... read more
by Melissa Sconyers
17 Dec 2009
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PHOTO CONTEST: Cultural Explorers
Winner [Jomsom, Nepal] – While traveling by bus to Jomsom, my friend and I discovered that part of the road was ... read more
by Glimpse Staff
05 Oct 2009
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After the Terracotta Warriors
We were in Xi'an, at the heart of China's vast interior, one of its most ancient capitals and now most famous for being home to the Terracotta Army. And we were feeling flat. We'd been to see the army in a painfully hungover state then returned to get the sleep ... read more
by Leah Eades
23 Sep 2010
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<p>[Cuybeno Wildlife Reserve, Amazon Basin, Ecuador] While visiting the Cuyabeno Wildlife Reserve, I traveled by canoe through the Amazon to visit the Shaman, or spiritual healer, of the local indigenous community. Shamans serve as intermediaries between the human and spirit worlds, and their contributions range from treating illness to fortune telling. One of my traveling companions, pictured here, had the opportunity to participate in a ritual in which the Shaman cleansed him of his sins.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Megan Hartrick</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/546Wbr/small.png)
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<p>[Cuybeno Wildlife Reserve, Amazon Basin, Ecuador] While visiting the Cuyabeno Wildlife Reserve, I traveled by canoe through the Amazon to visit the Shaman, or spiritual healer, of the local indigenous community. Shamans serve as intermediaries between the human and spirit worlds, and their contributions range from treating illness to fortune telling. One of my traveling companions, pictured here, had the opportunity to participate in a ritual in which the Shaman cleansed him of his sins.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Megan Hartrick</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/546Wbr/large.png)
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<p>[Lumino, Uganda] I stayed in a small village bordering Uganda and Kenya for a weekend while participating in Food for the Hungry’s Go ED study abroad program. There had been a death in the village and nearly a thousand people had come from nearby villages to mourn. Everyone who came brought as much cassava root as they could, and the woman gathered to begin making cassava bread. It took a few women to move the giant stirring stick, as cassava dough is very thick. My traveling companion, right, is trying to help.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Charith Norvelle</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/5CR6wC/small.png)
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<p>[Lumino, Uganda] I stayed in a small village bordering Uganda and Kenya for a weekend while participating in Food for the Hungry’s Go ED study abroad program. There had been a death in the village and nearly a thousand people had come from nearby villages to mourn. Everyone who came brought as much cassava root as they could, and the woman gathered to begin making cassava bread. It took a few women to move the giant stirring stick, as cassava dough is very thick. My traveling companion, right, is trying to help.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Charith Norvelle</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/5CR6wC/large.png)
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[Lisbon, Portugal] – Dogs are family too, especially when they help pay for dinner. This street performer and his dog work together on the sidewalks of Lisbon, Portugal. Traditionally, Portuguese culture has dictated distinct roles for each family member, but today these roles are blurring as women challenge cultural norms and children are becoming more independent. Yet extended family ties remain strong, and most children still do not leave home until they marry and start families of their own.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Chantell Hemmens</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/BzpGj6/small.png)
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[Lisbon, Portugal] – Dogs are family too, especially when they help pay for dinner. This street performer and his dog work together on the sidewalks of Lisbon, Portugal. Traditionally, Portuguese culture has dictated distinct roles for each family member, but today these roles are blurring as women challenge cultural norms and children are becoming more independent. Yet extended family ties remain strong, and most children still do not leave home until they marry and start families of their own.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Chantell Hemmens</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/BzpGj6/large.png)
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[Nairobi, Kenya] – During the early morning hours, in the heart of a Nairobi slum, siblings glance down at their tiny brother in the schoolyard of the Ayany Primary School. Most families survive on the profits from tiny businesses, selling fruit on the roadsides or roasted corn in the kiosks of urban slums. Many children have little concept of “nuclear” family and are taken care of by the entire village—as most of the middle-aged population has died or is very ill due to the ravaging effects of AIDS. But all is not gloomy in the sprawling slum. The school has kind and dedicated teachers; in this photograph, a boy looks down at his breakfast, which the head of the school himself provided and paid for out of his own pocket. These kids walk nine miles a day to reach the school, and they are thankful for the opportunity to attend school at all.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Julia Tapper</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/YWzEAo/small.png)
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[Nairobi, Kenya] – During the early morning hours, in the heart of a Nairobi slum, siblings glance down at their tiny brother in the schoolyard of the Ayany Primary School. Most families survive on the profits from tiny businesses, selling fruit on the roadsides or roasted corn in the kiosks of urban slums. Many children have little concept of “nuclear” family and are taken care of by the entire village—as most of the middle-aged population has died or is very ill due to the ravaging effects of AIDS. But all is not gloomy in the sprawling slum. The school has kind and dedicated teachers; in this photograph, a boy looks down at his breakfast, which the head of the school himself provided and paid for out of his own pocket. These kids walk nine miles a day to reach the school, and they are thankful for the opportunity to attend school at all.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Julia Tapper</em></p>](http://media.glimpse.org/uploads/YWzEAo/large.png)
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[Jomsom, Nepal] – While traveling by bus to Jomsom, my friend and I discovered that part of the road was under construction and we would have to walk through a rocky section that our bus could not cross. We were told another bus would be awaiting us on the other end, and indeed it was, but it was missing a driver. Embracing the moment, my friend pulled out her travel guitar. Upon seeing the guitar, a Punjabi boy in a pink turban ran over to us and explained that he was a dancer. He proceeded to flip his wrists and thrust his hips to her tune. The bus assistant, who had only answered our questions with frowns, shyly took to a rock nearby and another traveler popped his head out of the window of the bus. Five foreigners. Four languages. Three countries. Two pieces of a broken road. One cultural crossing.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Christina Rivera<br />
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[Jomsom, Nepal] – While traveling by bus to Jomsom, my friend and I discovered that part of the road was under construction and we would have to walk through a rocky section that our bus could not cross. We were told another bus would be awaiting us on the other end, and indeed it was, but it was missing a driver. Embracing the moment, my friend pulled out her travel guitar. Upon seeing the guitar, a Punjabi boy in a pink turban ran over to us and explained that he was a dancer. He proceeded to flip his wrists and thrust his hips to her tune. The bus assistant, who had only answered our questions with frowns, shyly took to a rock nearby and another traveler popped his head out of the window of the bus. Five foreigners. Four languages. Three countries. Two pieces of a broken road. One cultural crossing.</p>
<p><em>Photo by Christina Rivera<br />
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