Safe in Phnom Phen
Here we are in Phnom Phen, landed safely and found a nice place to stay that is quite comfortable...so mom, you can breath. This is a pretty intense experience, I've never been anywhere like it..obviously. I mean, how many people actually visit Cambodia, and Americans? Right.
We got here yesterday morning (flying was a great decision) and Lauren wasn't feeling well so we just hung out all day here, caught up on some sleep. I didn't have the energy to explore on my own for the first day. I started walking down the street and it's sensory overload, much easier to deal with with Lauren there.
I really feel like i can't put what this place is like into words. It's not just the poverty or the griminess or the children, it's a feeling you get here. It feels NOTHING like Thailand, rightly so. Thailand didn't just go through a genocidal civil war 25 years ago. That said, the people here are very open about what happened and seem to have accepted it. They were even showing the killing fields in the dining room at our hostel last night.
So today we walked around taking lots of photos. The photo ops here are endless, it's like every corner is a Steve McCurry photo waiting to happen. We went to the Russian market, I cant even describe it other than it was hot, tight and very overwhelming. We bought a huge bag of candy to give to all the begging children. It's really so sad, they are so adorable and well mannered. They just come up to you and put their hands out and rub their bellys. The candy worked great, we got lots of smiles and some great photos too.
As far as the wackiness goes, Cambodia's got thailand beat, luckily lauren and i can just laugh every time something strange happens. The first tuk tuk we got in begged us to take us (they all do), then drove 2 blocks and said he had to get to a class and told us his friend was going to take us in a taxi. We were insistent on a tuk tuk so we got in another one. Then at the market i bought a copy of Lonely Planet Vietnam for a few dollars from a really sadlooking woman. When i took off the wrapping i discovered that the entire thing is photocopied! It's hilarious! It still works just the same for me, but someone went to a lot of trouble to do that.The tuk tuk we took on the way home ran out of gas and the driver pushed us to a gas station...Oh yea, and the dollars thing. They have their own currency here, but noone really uses it. They use dollars! The thing that was really strange for me was that if you take money from an atm it's in dollars! How did this happen? Maybe during the vietnam war, who knows..but it's really strange. I can't imagine what all the other westerners think about this, using american dollars in Cambodia??? What a nice symbol of why they hate us. The almighty dollar.
Then there's the way we stand out. It's not just how different I feel here, which is more so than anywhere i've ever been. I really feel like such a privlaged westerner, well i am..and if you're reading this you are too. But Lauren and I get starred at, and not like in mexico. They gawk, all of them. We walk down the street and groups of heads just follow us...everywhere we go. So strange.
So tonight we're going to try and get a scary movie on the tv here, they have TONS of dvds you can just watch. It needs to feel like halloween somehow! Tomorrow we'll go sightseeing and the next day off to Siem Reap (home of the Angkor Wat temples). I'm glad we relaxed before coming here, we are very laid back now and can handle it much more easily than we would have before.