Tag Archive: Cambodia

Something’s Fishy

Passing the day, passing tuk-tuk drivers, book kids, travelers, locals and suddenly she was standing before me. Holding a sandwich board in front of her she called to me as I passed, “Madam,… Read More

Cult of Personality

Roadside thatch roofed hut, hundreds of banana bunches suspended from the rafters on an otherwise empty road. Patience and 5 minutes from my day was all it took to discovered why – 3… Read More

Near Miss

Her eyes were as large and round as Kennedy half-dollars, her mouth open and of similar shape.  Her adult driver parroted the expression of sheer horror but deftly maneuvered the motorbike. We passed… Read More

Red Threads

The thin braid of red cotton thread on my left wrist is a stunning contrast to the snow falling all around me. As I touch it with my gloved fingers I travel back… Read More

Faraway so Close

I was often surprised in Cambodia.  Surprised by food (chicken fetus boiled while in the shell is good), smells (burning trash is like combining autumn leaves and charcoal grills), sounds (funeral chants are… Read More

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