Friday, March 5, 2010

Phnom Penh, Cambodia




We finally arrived in Phnom Penh! We got into a motor taxi with two men in their sixties who had been on the bus with us and had recommended a hotel. They had been in Cambodia numerous times before. Later, I couldn't help but get the feeling that they were in Cambodia on a pedophile holiday because the area where we found ourselves was awash in arthritic old white men wearing khaki shorts, and children selling books, candy, cigarettes, soap, newspapers, and themselves.

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Some of the people congregating beside the Mekong River, across the street from the Royal Palace. There were many homeless children. So many families were lost and separated during the Pol Pot regime and the very foundation of their society was destroyed. They haven't recovered yet. It's left a huge void of suffering. The faces on some of these people tell the story of the past for Cambodia.


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Birds for sale to either eat on the spot or release, I wasn't sure.

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Monks with their begging bowls.

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This guy was actually sound asleep on his bike.

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I went for a walk and came upon this bike accident, except the fellow on the bike had run away into the night. These people are pointing towards where he ran.

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I stayed at the Okay Guesthouse in Phnom Penh, an incredibly busy place, but good if you want to meet other backpackers and hook up. They trust you to write down everything you eat and drink.

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