Hi everyone,
I am sitting in the airconditioned office, trying to find the words to describe the last few days. I read once that change happens in an instant, but transition takes time. This is exactly how I feel now. Anyone can buy a ticket and get on a plane, but it takes time to get my head into the right place once I’m here!
Probably because I was so busy before I left, and partially because of my lack of organisation (sorry Fiona!) when I got here I was so tired that I couldn’t really think straight. I was met at the airport by Malis, who is a wonderful Khmer (pronounced “K-my”) girl who is the admin person for Empowering Cambodia. To, the tuk-tuk driver who took Jo, Christine and I around last year, picked us up and brought us home. Then, after I’d showered, Malis took me to Jars of Clay for dinner, and I met her husband.
As Jars of Clay is a popular meeting spot for expats, I also met K and S, Kiwi’s who’ve been here about 4 years. I saw K and S today at church, and they invited me to their place for lunch – which happened to be just 4 houses down from my house! They run a “House of Healing” here. S was a community nurse in NZ, and K a pastor. We spoke mainly of how the corruption here in the health system cripples the Cambodian people – sometimes literally. It did give me a beginner’s insight to the basic problems that the Khmer suffer. It is possible now that there are no more hospices in Cambodia, as funding has become scarce for the few that were left. This means that people have to go to the government hospitals to die – where they have to pay for very basic treatment to simply die with dignity.
Friday: in the morning I re-introduced myself to Phearin, my counterpart here. We did devotions with the ladies at Sew Empowered, then he made me fried eggs for breakfast. I spent most of the morning on the computer, head still spinning from the flights and tiredness. In the afternoon I went with Phearin, on the back of a moto scooter, to “Lucky Supermarket”, as he was concerned for my stomach, and didn’t want me to shop at the local Russian Markets.
I just want to say, firstly, that I had every intention of living inside the Khmer culture as much as possible. But when I walked into this supermarket, and was confronted with Harvey Fresh UHT milk, I knew I had to make some compromises! The shelves were filled with imported products from around the world. Also, there were vegetables and fruit from all over, including made up stir fry packs, just like home! I’m not sure where the meat comes from, but it looked for the most part to be the same quality as home. K and S said they get vegetables and fruit from the markets, as it is so much cheaper, and meat from Lucky.
As I was waiting for Phearin to run some errands, I walked to Lucky Burger, a cross between Hungry Jacks, McCafe and il Gelato. It was great. One serving suggestion Aussie gelato shops should adopt was when I asked for 1 scoop of gelato in a basket, they first put in a pre-molded circular waffle, so that the people eating out of the buckets don’t miss out on the waffle
Inbetween Lucky Supermarket and Lucky Burger was my first “International Book Centre”. It was a stationary lover’s heaven downstairs. As I was waiting for Phearin, I decided not to get lost in the books upstairs this visit! (BTW, K and S have lots of books here… new best friends
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Tomorrow is Monday, and I’m excited because every day I stay here, is one more day’s worth of culture and understanding. I imagine it will be hard for quite some time, but I should be able to contribute soon