Advertisement
Published: February 22nd 2015
The hill outside Kampot was unremarkable. The man at my guesthouse told me local people went there to send out their wishes, but tourists didn’t bother visiting. It was just a rather ordinary place. But that was what I wanted during my final few days in Cambodia. Mostly, I wanted a place with no other tourists.
The motor scooter sputtered up the rough asphalt path, past a few houses where peo...
Read Full Entry
Advertisement
Tot: 0.058s; Tpl: 0.009s; cc: 10; qc: 21; dbt: 0.0332s; 1; m:domysql w:travelblog (10.17.0.13); sld: 1;
; mem: 1.1mb
taracloud
Tara Cloud
Joy incarnate!
What a lovely story--I felt joy just reading it! Such a gift of serendipity to find the extraordinary in the ordinary--your day and the monk's life. Thank you so much for sharing.