We are on our way to Kirirom and the bus has broken down. Another bus is being sent from Phnom Penh, so we could be stranded for a while.
No matter. It's the cool(ish) season now and there is a gentle breeze. Even better we've found a patch of grass on a sloping bank next to a small lake.
There's not much to do, but soon the local kids come out to entertain and be entertained. The boys are braver; they come first.
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| First on the scene to check out the foreigners |
The girls are less sure, at first. But lunch lady isn't worried, so soon the girls are giggling for the camera.
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| There's hardly a house to be seen, but they are coming from everywhere. |
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| And the swimming is free |
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| What a beautiful smile |
It's rice harvest time, and this hardworking with a beaming smile lady paused in her work to yahoo and wave from a distance. This is backbreaking work but she couldn't have been happier.
And if all that hadn't been enough action, the passing traffic was always worth a look.
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| To the market |
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