Travel Blogs from Phnom Penh
... you would be hard pressed to tell one from another.
I mentioned this to Steve
and he commented the number he'd seen. Thinking back there were a lot
of twins in Cambodia, more than you'd expect. In fact, outside our
old school there was a cafe where the owner had a set of identical
triplets. That's incredibly rare, so rare than when they were born,
the Prime Minister's wife came down to meet them and gave them money.
I left my class early, by
concerns about the many problems with the campus in order to have
them fixed and stayed so I could give the kids I was teaching some
support. I was told many times I was better off leaving and finding a
better paid job as this school only cared about money. I guess that
advice was right all along.
Last night was
interesting, we had gone for a curry. Slightly earlier than planned,
Steve called and asked if we could meet to see an AX1 motorcycle. ...
... include the work we
put in on lesson planning, marking and writing exams. Most teachers,
therefore never attend but I decided I would, just to see if I could
sort out what was happening.
I got dressed up
relatively smartly in case there was a dress code of any kind and got
myself ready. Our neighbour had come in to shout at my girlfriend. I
was putting on my shoes and could see something was bothering her and
had a rough idea what it was. She works in a bar ...
... this there is a lady on duty who, as soon as they walk away, hoiks out the smoldering incense sticks and dunks them into a bucket of water before throwing them onto an ever growing pile.
Behind this there is another alter, bit like a ceramic shop with piles of decorated china. There is a table holding a roasted pig with a knife sticking out of its shoulder blades, red candles burning, and more yellow and gold paper dishes full of counterfeit money waiting to be ...
... to the king and the royal family. So for 10 minutes, we joined the locals by taking a seat on the most expensive floor we have ever been on. So we have decided we now have million dollar bottoms.
We take time to look in the exhibitions and finally, well they were turning off lights and closing doors behind us, we left the royal palace and were once more back on the streets of Phnom Penh. The enterprising little souls that we are we manage to navigate our way back to the ...