24 May 2010
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As soon as we arrived, our office manager, Siphal, and John Barth sat down to talk to the new landlord and to agree on various things like parking spaces, access to the building at night, paying bills, etc. As is so typical of Cambodian culture where there is no such thing as privacy, all the workers stood around and listened. | |
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Meanwhile, upstairs two women hired by the landlord continued their last-minute cleaning. | |
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Because of the bizarre way the stairways are constructed, it is almost impossible to take anything upstairs to our house that way. Anything bigger than a grocery bag had to be hoisted up to the second floor with ropes. Notice the stairway at the rear of the house. | |
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A big concern was whether we would be able to get the refrigerator up using ropes. We were anticipating hiring a truck with a crane after hearing that is what the previous tenants did. But we finally managed to get it upstairs ourselves. | |