Floods
Last weekend, four VSO friends and I went on a Khmer style photo shoot. This is a popular activity in Cambodia, particularly for brides and grooms. The proceedings started with some eyebrow shaving - bad - but the make up, hair styling, dressing and photography were brilliant fun. Hair pieces and jewellery were provided, and we ended up hardly recognising ourselves!
Two weeks ago, a Khmer friend told me in passing that 80 of his 100 chickens had died in the previous few days. He was only concerned with the loss of his chickens for food and income, and had very little interest in why the birds had died. Could it have been bird flu? I asked. Well, he said, yes maybe....
Naturally I was very anxious so I reported my concerns to the authorities even though he did not want this. Staff from the Department of Agriculture went to his house and took a chicken away for analysis. I was promised that I would be informed of the outcome. I’m still waiting to hear, and as I’ve waited so long, am assuming that my worst fears weren’t realised....
It was my birthday last week (thank you to all those who sent good wishes), and to celebrate I invited some friends round to my house for a meal. The guests had arrived and the dinner was cooking when suddenly the cooking gas ran out – the first time that’s happened since I’ve been here. As the food was not yet edible, I considered taking us all out to a restaurant, but in the end I phoned a local shop keeper (in my best Khmer) and arranged to meet him at his house to escort him back to mine to install a new gas bottle. All went to plan, and dinner was finally served a mere 45 minutes late.
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