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You’ve got your pink plastic flamingos and you’ve got your garden gnomes–and then here you’ve got the real thing! I don’t think you can find these on Amazon, but if you’re interested, let me know which one you like and I’ll negotiate a deal for you, F.O.B. Cambodia.
This past weekend the pineapple vendors were out on the streets again, another change in the seasons. IMHO, fresh pineapple bought on the street like this, is one of the best tasting fruits there is.
I had an unexpected trip back to the waterfront area today and encountered more preparations for the upcoming Water Festival. Click here to see what’s going on.
Every year the Water Festival takes place at the full moon in November. Approximately two million people come from the provinces to Phnom Penh to race and watch their local boats in the three days of boat races. The festival starts on Thursday but today, Sunday, many people were out preparing for the celebration to come. Click here to see the scenes along the Tonle Sap River.
Some products–bananas among them–are just not easily transportable. They don’t fit neatly into boxes or freight cars or cargo holds.
Cambodians are versatile, creative people, partly because they don’t have a lot of technical and other resources to fall back on. They just do it themselves. This shop could be an illustration of that. Notice the sign says that it is a phone shop and the silver counter on the right is for phones. But the silver counter on the left is a money changer’s counter. And then if you’ll notice inside (the big teeth are the giveaway), the owner has a little dentist shop set up, too. How can you go wrong here?
No Egg McMuffins….just a plain baguette to go!
An obvious part of daily life in Cambodia are the orange plastic coolers used throughout the country to keep things cool where there is no electricity and refrigeration. Click here to see the first part of series about Cambodia’s coolers!
How many containers to you think he ended up with on his motorcycle?
Today is the first of the three days of the official Pchum Ben holiday. Most people have already left town, but there are always some whose departure is delayed by their jobs or other circumstances. This morning here were some of the late-departers cramming themselves and their belongings into an overcrowded van for a trip that can’t be too enjoyable but is just part of life for the majority of the populace who depend on this kind of transport.