Cambodia. I'm feeling like home. In the airport in Kuala Lumpur, I looked around me. I wanted entertainment. I sat opposite a man who seemed to observe me driving distances throughout the airport and I'm happy, that's my Man we came to a very lively conversation, which ended only two and a half hours later in Phnom Penh when I lost him from sight. On the plane I just sat down on the free seat next to Rod. That was one of those encounters, which remind me of good books (actually it should probably be the other way around): I meet someone, click to speak immediately and you have the same feeling you know each other for ages and gets into a very private yet very funny a conversation. Rod from Canada travels in his sabbatical year by the world and writes a book, incidentally, is to make clear that business is not always bad. No wonder he is professor of management in Quebec. I have his email address and phone number his hostess, but we have been unable to meet again today. But he sent me to an orphanage run by smiling sisters, who received me with the same name. Rod must have been sure that I would show up on his advice there. Tomorrow I will work there as a volunteer and am looking forward to it. When I appeared, just wanted more children are taken for a ride. You need lots of love, I was told they were coming from very difficult circumstances.
the morning I had spent strolling to 'seeing hands'. There do blind masseurs knead and a most pleasant for seven dollars through. It supports it benefits and relaxation. I want someone constantly herumchauffieren with his scooter or tuk tuk. It creates one, to persuade me to drive, he naturally requires three times the normal price and I have recently learned a lot over the action. I let go 3km to S21, a school that was converted into a torture Institute, was a Khmer Rouge in power. The photos of all the people that have been killed, went very close to me (whom they did not?) And of course I immediately thought of our concentration camps, which seem so obvious parallel. I read a story and see Cambodias in particular, that between 1975 and 1979 a quarter of the population for an oblique communism was extinguished.
Every Cambodian has therefore lost friends and relatives at this time. The predominantly Buddhist country reacted but almost paradoxical: I've rarely seen people who have more fun. In the museum, the guards were playing with a group of other men with the hackysack and I graduated from. As usual, they laughed themselves wrong about my throwing and pass skills - you laugh like the Westerners here. That to me is just right and I made my Scherzchen. One lives in the moment and takes pleasure in life. But that should also draw little environmental consciousness after what I find, however unfortunate, but until now the absence of environment, as capital has not seen have. And that one does not always throw the trash in the bucket, this is not new and certainly not worse than in other Southeast Asian countries. And certainly better than in India. There are after all trash! The moment in life probably has a lot to do with the Buddhist background, where it is believed that the only essential and ultimately only existing time is now. Already over ... Laughter is important, especially in difficult times. What we often take us too seriously. I look forward to more Cambodia!
A further bonus is again a nice couch. Ruta makes me stay in her apartment. She and her friend teach English and social studies here. Ruta has not studied any of them, once learned in school and in social studies she has worked over the weekend. Both are from Lithuania, speak very good English and are happy to talk to everyone and everything and especially interested in the good life. Very nice, simple host with the setting, which can be shared should be shared.
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