As Shari put it, we took a “rally drive” seatbelt-less in a Lexus from Siem Reap to Phnom Penh. It was a six hour road race with the pedal to the metal (when the road was clear enough of water buffalo and potholes) for our driver to floor it.
And oh the sites along the way!
We stopped for local food at a market and were charmed out of not a few American bills by school kids hawking fruit like world class sales women.
“Help me go to school.”
“My name is so-and-so, I sell bananas, mangos and pomellos.”
“How can you buy from her and not from me?”
There was no sense in bargaining. From the outset we didn’t stand a chance. The price was worth the laughter and the sale.
There wasn’t just fruit sold at the market. Deep frying was the story of the day with crickets and beetles, full chickens with crispy heads and piles and piles of deep fried tarantulas. Delicious.
Phnom Penh is the next step in the journey. We’re looking for cityscapes and the potential to capture exterior shots of some of the locations Jason frequents as he does his investigative work to build a case against a human trafficking ring.
Cambodia is filled with dualities and disparities. The people are warm, welcoming and the land so beautiful. We’ve loved every minute of our journey here so far.
As we travel to the big city we are learning more about the country’s history and its consequences. One thing we will see up close is specific environments where sex tourism and predation of young children thrives.
