On Cambodia's love affair with decibels - take two...
This morning I dragged my sorry body, weakened by the weekend activities, out of bed at 5am with thoughts of piercing my own eardrums. Not my ear lobes, I did that when I was 5 and my parents went shopping leaving me at home for a split second. My ear drums.
No need for alarm, Wat Polinka's greatest hits maxed out did the job for the whole province of Siem Reap.
Combination of the worst Turkish nightmare, strange cruel cat murdering ritual with a dose of snake charming. Lovely.
Are we celebrating Monday? There is absolutely no need for that, thank you.
With no real history of self harm - aside from the aforementioned weekend activities - I continued to think dark thoughts and concentrate on not spilling hot tea over myself. Intentionally or not, that's besides the point.
There was a pause…..and prayer for a power cut, only a short lived moment of happiness and relief, then the noise resumed with even more brutal force. STOP TORTURNING ME!!!
On that note, I shall get on with my day and contemplate once more what keeps me in this country, Kingdom of Wonder. I should wander......far far away.
....it's worrying, really, that I work in the travel industry... Just don't tell my boss.
anna bella betts
Never still, always on the move, looking for the perfect capture... Cambodia is currently my home, presenting endless opportunities....
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