Last Home Guest House
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... with Dr Annie and Mr Huy. Mr Huy is the money man, the accountant and in charge of the budget for BRAT so I am keen to discuss how we best go forward and spend the money raised so far. It is a good meeting and I am really happy with how things are progressing. We have 23 babies on the programme that we have made a commitment to for a term of six months and at six months, will be assessed as to whether they can graduate from the programme with ...
... hope that the might ask me to join them and luckily for me, they worked!
The next morning, I awoke to an empty dorm. The volunteers had gone off to volunteer and the rest of the dorm had checked out. I headed down to breakfast thinking I would just chill out for a while around the pool where I would be sure to meet some people. As I was eating my pancakes, a guy from Israel, called Joey (his English ...
... original state including barbed wire on the windows, cell dividers, blood stains of the floor and even some of the original torture devises. We are still in disbelieve that what went on here is recent history ending in 1979. We met the only 2 survivors of S21 and our tour guide, who had been evacuated during the Khmer Rouge regime also disclosed that she had lost 3 of her family members during this time. It was a sobering and eye opening experience and we left feeling sombre.
... was putting scarves around my shoulders. "Please buy from me. Help my children to eat." I bought from her. And then there was Ly, staying close and with sad eyes asking me once again to buy from her. I bought from her. She was very happy and bowed many times to me in gratitude for shopping with Ly.
Time to cross the gang plank again and we did so with more confidence than our first trip over. Men lined the steps carved out ...