What is our contribution?

What are you doing to contribute to this world we occupy, how do you show your love for it and race we are? Food for thought that could make a huge difference. Enjoy the words and thank you Paul for sharing your love!!

Cambodia

Siem Reap The signs of wealthy Europeans and Asians investing in this gateway to Angkor Wat surprise me around every corner.  Big Asian tour busses passing the narrow streets lined with bars, shops, restaurants and cafes. Some times I feel like I'm in Mexico, or france or who know where with the architecture  and menu items.  So besides the breathtaking Wats at Angkor we are also enjoying some Mexican food and margarita  in Siem Riep, cambodia.  Getting there felt like one scam after another but on the bright side it was filled with lessons for way to avoid future ones.   Pot in Kampot A melting pot in what feels like a big small town.  Profound smiles of a contrasting face with fear, uncertainty and a depth beyond my previous experience.  I see Cambodia as a nation of fresh opportunity in a new birthed life of freedom, liberty, something so appropriately appreciated.   There's the mountain monkey man who's swinging beside me in the hammock outside our river front guesthouse.  He's funny, even now I hear his deep laughs and even giggles mixed into his French with possibly a Laos accent.  But he grew up in France.  His dark skin and facial hair against the stark whiteness of the hammock in which he swings like a monkey boy  Tarzan.  My eyes know where I am, overlooking the river and mountains of Bokor National Park  we explored just yesterday by motorbike.  I hear the truck's blaring horns of warning at the people crossing this bridge, motorbikes and tuck tucks and even the blender making my fresh mango shake in the kitchen.  But then I hear  the hum of French from around the dining table over there, not the expected Cambodian, but French.  I hear it in the architecture, the store names and the baguettes sold by every street vendor.   As I'm sitting here the wind periodically brings a thick scent of shit my way, I'm assuming its from this river where the sewerage is dumped.  All these things add to my picture and experience of Cambodia.  Kep The crabbing village of Kep is unfortunately sad in the way of food.  Not much flavor or distinction in anything we've tried.  Though the fresh crab from the  baskets in the water at the market were tasty, I think they were the culprit of hrs by the toilet.  There some caves close by to explore, a short boat trip to Rabbit Island for a small fee and a cool water front hammock land but other than that there's not much else to this border town.  So we will soon make our way into southern Vietnam.