My last post was about Cambodian food because, in the past five days, eating is about the only interesting thing I have done. I have mostly been in bed with a cold (it’s over now!). During my time in the hotel room, I also wrote a little about Cambodia. I have gone back and forth about whether to post a story that is so tragic. But I am not describing the real Cambodia if the only things I share are my isolated experiences as a privileged tourist.
killing fields
Kampuchea, Krama and Kama
Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Bangkok anymore. Nope, now in Phnom Penh, Cambodia, previously called “Kampuchea.” Compared to cosmopolitan all-things-to-all-people Bangkok, Phnom Penh is sort of modest.