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Off towards the north. We took a bus about 5hrs. to the Kompong Cham Province. We wanted to stay one night in Kompong Cham. This sleepy little town mills about the Mekong quietly and dosen't seem to be in a hurry for anything. There was a couple of things that were worthing stopping for. I wanted to see a bamboo bridge that is built fresh each year …
... have been
slightly quicker but it's hard to judge. I arrived early enough to
print some sheets off. With the flu kicking my **** I wasn't up for
dancing around with a high energy plan so I made some basic colouring
and tracing sheets from google and handed those out with the
intention of doing better later on in the week.
Mid-morning I had a short
break so I filled up with a cup of coffee which had become my usual
After that I had my ...
... and the riverfront, then have lunch at a cafe. But we simply couldn't find any of our landmarks anywhere after an hour of walking, so we asked a local. He seemed generally alarmed that we were apparently attempting to navigate a protest zone that had just been grenaded yesterday (my reaction: "The Krua Apsorn Cafe is OK, right?" Inside voice, of course.). So he advised a better route for us, but by then we'd pretty much blown the entire morning trying to find our ...
... we needed a new
photocopier because ours was dead. I wouldn't let that one pass, it
was a valid complaint and I told him so. While I was at it, he
brought up the fact that last year I had 5 classes, this year only 4,
which on an hourly rate translated to a loss of around 20% of my
wages. I asked for a salary and he eventually, shockingly came back
with one. It was even an improvement on what I was taking home so I
said i'd take it. Then he came back offering ...
... got it anyway.
It feels weird having it, I don't think I still realize it's actually there...
So far I am waiting for my parents phone call on skype to tell me big time off about it....hmm what can I say...lucky me I'm in Cambodia so they can not smack my ass.
Mummy, Daddy....I love you the most...remember that when you speak with me ...
Your dear daughter