Cambodia

We're back in Bangkok, readying ourselves for the flight to Tokyo, then Chicago. We just got back from our last adventure.

Cambodia was a riot.
A lawless rampage of mud, contraband, smiles, colors and hospitality. We'd heard it was just "Cambodia". We didn't know what that meant. Maybe we still don't.
This is all I can say:

A Poem for Cambodia

Multicolored neon lug nuts,
Military green men and Hello Kitty,
hand cranked bicycles,
Indiana Jones, casinos, cattle girls from Europe,
Glass box vending bicycles, Styrofoam on unicycles,
Corruption,
Two monks and a driver.

'93 Camry, spirit house,
Straw lady fans,
Electricity comes from Thailand,
Palm trees, open tour, rooster detour,
Head-on road improvement project,
Barber in the mud, water buffalo, two Dutch doctors
Young men playing with dead rats,
Ancient elixir of immortality,
Mud nausea road session,
Stolen head dress,
French acquisition,

Goodnight,
Cambodia.