
School kids awaiting to greet the King for the Festival.




Monks watching the Water Festival.
Cruel games of chance.
This is what it is all about. Narrow boats of 70+ feet with 50+ rowers competing for speed.
On the sidelines of Water Festival, three days of unregulated gambling. Impunity for any law here is most often reserved for the rich. Open, free-style gambling during Water Festival in the capital for the visiting Provence farmers is their annual impunity version of Las Vegas. Just like Las Vegas, they play big-shot for a few days and go home.
The ugliest part of gaming here is street kids have their own areas to gamble. It breaks my heart. Thank goodness there are only a couple days a year this illicitness is openly tolerated.
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