
Cambodia is a country of subsistence farmers, each family eking out a simple living on a small plot of land–and utilizing every opportunity to add a little more to the family income. Sometimes that is by selling homegrown vegetables in the market, or selling fruit from the trees around the home from a table on the side of the road. For this family, it means drying some sort of bean or nut or spice on the expanse of pavement in front of their shop selling pumps, compressors, and ice crushing machines. This is in Phnom Penh city, not a rural province.




It probably happens in every culture and I’ve certainly observed “cruising” in US culture as I was growing up and as I worked with youth in Kentucky. Cruising–riding around aimlessly with your friends–is part of youth culture here in Phnom Penh, too. Here a group of high school girls take to the streets on a Sunday afternoon.


