Welcome To The 'Hood

Ok,I have been in the magical land of Kampuchea for exactly one week so far, and I feel like I might be finally catching up and figuring out what is going on in this wild place. During this time I have realized two major things:

A- I am pretty sure the entire country is held together by duct tape, string, and a couple of used pieces of bubblicious gum. Not in a bad way, but in a totally lets just make whatever work for today and then when it breaks again tomorrow, we will just figure out something else to make it work kinda way.

2- There are pretty much no rules here, at all. Literally. None. At all. It took the ride home from the airport to realize that starting with the traffic all the way to the ever so creepy lewdness that occurs, one can pretty much do whatever whenever.

My personal favorite is the driving here, which is mostly a sea of motos(being little moped type of thingys), that weave in and out of traffic both oncoming and ongoing. It is quite common to see a moto(maybe with me on it) riding the wrong way into traffic and it is totally acceptable. There are no stop signs, and if they are I am pretty sure they are not written in any legible language recognizable here, as nobody would obey them anyways.

Oh yeah and they eat dog here. Saw a BBQ'd canine head and bits being sold en route to our river front skate session, where we work with street children a few times a week. If the youngins keep up the good work and learn a couple flip tricks, maybe ole uncle rory will bring them some nice Fido nuggets as a reward!!!!

Anywho, Enough with the jibberjaw.

I will now give ya'll a virtual tour of my new casa, the neighborhood, and a couple odds and ends that I have experienced in my first week.


Guest House


The Hood


The War Room


My Room


Our Lovely Kitchen


Bano (PS, Cambodian's have finally figured out the easiest way to pee in the shower!)


Primary Mode of Transport, excluding motos, but they are so special they will have a blog post of their own, just you wait.


Secondary Mode of Transport. Much slower though :(


Burning Trash Dump. Located a stones throw away from the house. Don't be alarmed, it only burns like 20 hours a day. There are smaller ones like every every block which never go out, which is a great substitute for street lamps.

Well until next week, vaya con doritos.

P.S. If all goes well the next post will include Wedding Crashers, Cambodian Style! Can't wait! Mahalo.