Annual Staff Meeting

I am sorry for the absence of any posts for the last four days. That wasn’t the plan as we headed north to the province of Mondulkiri for an annual meeting of all the DDP staff from Phnom Penh and Kampong Cham.

Here we are at 6:00 AM on Monday morning, loading the larger of two buses that were to take us to Mondulkiri.

The overall experience was quite good for the 35 staff who attended. It was a long drive each way but we stopped (too) many times so people had a chance to get out of the buses. And Angkor Forest, the resort/meeting center where we were based was quite nice and the staff were cooperative although the options and services were limited.

But then we had our difficulties, too:

  • We were so far out of town that even the telephone signals were erratic and hopes of using a data connection for the Internet were dashed.
  • For me the troubles got worse as I tried to switch a SIM card in my phone from the company that works well in Phnom Penh to one that is better in Mondulkiri, and in the process my old SIM fell through a crack in the wooden flooring and was unrecoverable. (I just got that connection restored today.)
  • Then on the trip home, the smaller of the two buses had a clutch problem. The larger bus towed it for an hour or so until a place was found that works on heavy machinery and the small bus was left for repairs. All 35 of us squeezed into the one bus with all our stuff. We were supposed to arrive in Phnom Penh at 4:30 PM but didn’t get there until 9:30 PM.
  • And just as we arrived, we were notified that one of the staff who had been dropped off in one province on the way was tested positive for Covid-19. That meant that all of us were at risk and was especially worrisome because the students for next year were to arrive the next day in Phnom Penh.

All in all it was a good trip and I will be showing various aspects here in the next few days.

No need to rush these things…

There is a large high school behind the trees in the photo above, and more than a year ago the city started to build a pedestrian overpass for the students to get over a really busy intersection. Then came the pandemic and the schools were closed–and the overpass construction stopped. Now the schools are reopening and the construction is resuming. Why they didn’t finish the overpass BEFORE the schools opened? Who knows.

Staff meeting (socially distanced)

Next week we are going on an annual all-staff meeting we use for training and explanation of policy and building a sense of community among our staff from the different provinces. Today we had a meeting at our Phnom Penh office to explain what we need to do to prepare for next week.

Refreshing but not so profitable.

These are the people who really get hurt by shutting down the local economy to fight Covid-19. These people, all part of the informal economy, only make money when they are on the street and when other people are on the street to buy. How much could this woman make even pre-Covid-19? She has to buy the fruit, buy the block of ice, and rent the cart. And then the price for sliced fresh fruit can’t be too high. The profit margin has to be rather low for a morning or afternoon walking the streets.

What is his story?

This young man is selling bags of various fruits from a modified motorcycle. From here the red fruits look like apples but they are not.

I often wonder if this is one of the “desperation” jobs in the informal economy. It could be that the young man’s family owns some land with fruit trees and the family kids hit the streets with fruit every day. More likely is that he can’t find a steady job so he rents the motorcycle from the fruit orchard and gets a cut of whatever he can sell during the day. How long will he do that? Just one day? One week? One month? Would anyone keep at it for longer than that, earning a dollar or two a day?