The constant shower
San Francisco- Short, sweet, Karaoke in a Korean bar drinking Corona.
Hong Kong- Over priced Massage…completely worth every penny.
Phnom Penh- Jet lag, knee sweat (yes it exists), and immunizations.
Here I am, 3 days later in Kampong Cham. A provincial capital 2.5 hours Northeast of Phnom Penh. The past day and a half have consisted of language learning, long hours of lectures, and early nights. First and foremost, this heat is fucking absurd. Granted, leaving the states meant leaving 111 degree heat with 80% humidity, but at the end of the day, AC saves all. Here, for some reason, even the coldest shower doesn’t stop you from feeling as if you forgot the toweling off part. I always read about the heat and how people marvel at it, and well…I’ll be damned, they were right. Shit sucks.
However, the great thing about this heat is I’ve already learned to appreciate the fans, the breezes, the evening rains, and that cold beer that I partially use for consumption but mostly on the back of my neck to cool me down.
1 day in and already had Crickets and spider. Crickets are just great. The Spider…well the legs are great. Biting into the thorax is about as appetizing as …well yea doing what that is. the legs taste like a very well seasoned soft shelled crab, the crickets are just great. Who knew.
For the record, this place is just the shit. I don’t think I could have been put in a better location than this. The food is fantastic, the culture is just odd enough to keep me constantly intrigued, and the beer and food cheap enough to keep me happy. As guessed, I overpacked. Congratulations Peace Corps, you were right. I can’t wear shorts, so those 4 pairs are useless. Next time you look at your clothing tags, see if it’s made in cambodia, cause most likely..it was. Which means instead of bringing the massive piles of shit I did, I could have bought cheap copies for around 16000 riel (4 bucks)
Uh, lets see…what else can I tell of this wonderful sweat filled adventure so far..
Learned how to wash my ass off after shitting, minus the toilet paper. before getting all grossed out, “would you rather wipe shit off your face with a towel or with soap and water?” Does make a bit of sense, yeah? Thought so.
I’m happy, I’m healthy, and I’m loving every minute of this (granted it is only the first three days) So don’t worry, know I’m doing well and am surprisingly low on the Frangina bitching status. Life is good.
We’re moving out to our training sites on Tuesday which means awkward family introductions, lack of communication skills and no internet. So this may be my last post for a bit of time, but I’ll have my phone number up on Facebook if you feel so inclined to call me via skype or send me a text. Miss you all and hope you’re doing great, cause for once, I really am. Peace and love.
Be easy,
-Matt
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