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... Cambodia of all places? The reason is less exciting than you think. Although I would have liked to say it was due to divine inspiration or a childhood fantasy, in reality, it was only because recently a very close friend also abandoned the corporate lifestyle to volunteer in Phnom Pehn and then subsequently started his own business here. Each time I met him or spoke to him, he would not stop singing praises of how ...
... 10084; Today I decided to venture Phnom Penh on my own. First task was to get myself to a Korean church in time for the 11am service. Holding onto my bag with my dear life (my paranoia is ridiculous), I walked to Russian Market to catch a tuk tuk. I showed the Tuk Tuk driver the address and he nodded as though he knew where the church was. A few minutes later, the driver stopped and looked at me in confusion. He kept saying he didn't know and wouldn't move any further. ...
... and we were in a nice modern looking restaurant with the best air con. The heat in Cambodia has honestly been insane- it is the hottest month in Cambodia while I am here. It is just a given now that when everyone looks at each other they are going to be dripping in sweat especially when everyone is doing all these touristy things.. so whenever there is good air con it is so luxurious! After stuffing our faces we got 25 minute ...
... minutes but an hour later they were still pulling it apart. We
arranged to pick it up around lunchtime the next day and headed back
It was a run of the mill
day, kids being kids and nothing exciting happening.
You never really get used
to Cambodian incompetence or at least I never did. Thai incompetence
was much the same only more arrogantly defended. They thought
everyone else was the stupid ones even though they barely functioned.
... on the other side of town. He quickly phoned and
arranged to push that back to tomorrow.
The afternoon was better
than the morning. The difference between the morning young learners
and afternoon class was growing steadily. I had spent most of a
lesson shouting at them and getting nowhere. They were happy to just
be horrible and get attention that way. I knew this was a symptom of
them not getting attention at home, combined with being kids from ...