Image of Joy
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
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