“She’s like the ‘Wild Wild West’ of our time”
“She’s complete, organized Chaos”
I’ve heard fellow travelers say the above in reference to Cambodia and both ring true.
It’s day 9 here in Phnom Phen, I have left the comforts of Bangkok and traveled east.
She’s old, with a dark, and brutal past, her streets are littered with garbage, Tuk Tuks and “vehicles” that were made out of something you’d find rusted behind a tool shed 5 years after you thought you threw it away- kind of real.
Raw and Real. Thats Cambodia for sure.
She’s growing on me.
“There are rules, but no one really follows them, and it just seems to work” – a fellow colleague at the center here informed me.
Maybe my opinion is a little biased – I’m a “Westerner” a “Walking Dollar Sign” and apparently, someone that many young Cambodian men want to take a photo with?? Umm, no thanks.
But, there is beauty everywhere you look,
its easy if you try.