These are odds and ends that didn't fit into the tidy categories I had laid out.
It's hard to guess how long this building has been here. The thatched roof could be just about any age.
I really hadn't intended to sit directly in front of where there would be horses trotting within feet of me. If you look carefully under the feet of that horse, you may see a line of the trail that shows where it drops off to the ravine below. Who would think there would be a whole parade of horses wandering around back here?
My camera battery needed to be charged before the end of the event so I missed out on a few interesting shots, not least of which was what would have been the last shot of the day. When all the festivities were over I walked down to the main road in hopes of catching a taxi home. As I arrived, there, just across the road, in a nice little line, were four or five men facing away from the road--relieving themselves in the bushes. Gotta love it.
There was a steady stream of taxis so I got home pretty quickly. It was a fabulous day.