Charlie Dittmeier's Home Page
When Phnom Penh was locked down and no one could leave his/her house, the monks couldn’t leave their pagodas to make their daily rounds begging food and money for the poor and themselves. One sign of a return to something like a previous normal is that now the monks are back on the street every morning.
Mother Teresa
“God has created a world big enough for all the lives He wishes to be born. It is only our hearts that are not big enough to want them and accept them. If all the money that is being spent on finding ways to kill people was used instead to feed them and house them and educate them – how beautiful that would be.”
One of the first things visitors to Phnom Penh notice are the wires strung along every street. A LOT of wires. Click here to see what the visitors see.
It’s been almost a year since the old building we used for the English community mass was torn down and now finally some steps are being taken to put up the new church building.
The site was cleared and leveled long ago and then just left empty. Now, on the back side, workers are erecting a row of small rooms to accommodate the construction workers who will live on the site for the year or two it takes to put up the building. That’s the norm in Cambodia—the workers, many coming from the provinces, live on the construction site.
The woman in the food cart in the foreground is waiting to go around the food cart of the woman with stuff hanging on the fence. The cart in the background is blocking one lane, forcing all the traffic to squeeze through the other side. It doesn’t make any sense but that doesn’t bother Cambodian drivers. That’s the way life is. You just sit there and lurch forward an inch at a time. There is no discipline, no regulation, no enforcement–and everyone accepts that. Basically it’s only the foreigners that are bothered.
She doesn’t look like she’s in the mood for balloons today….
