Sunsets on Tropical Islands

Sunsets on Tropical Islands
Sunsets on Tropical Islands

Saturday, November 30, 2013

In which it's beginning to look like Christmas

This morning, I woke up with a song stuck in my head. Not just any song, a particular song, one that is specific to this time of year, a time of year that is not commonly known in the country in which I am currently living. The point, is that even when I am literally on the other side of the world, Christmas will find me, Christmas will not be forgotten, it will sneak into your mind at your weakest moments, and just when you think you're settled into this current, Christmas-less way of life, it surprises you with this most interesting of songs. 


In other news, I have been at my current site for over 2 months now. Oh how time flies. It has thus taken me those 2 months in order to take any sort of pictures, which I finally took this morning before rushing off to school. 

My house. It's quite big. 

The living room. Furniture equals a hammock and a folding couch thing, which is my host father's place of rest. We eat on the floor, over in the corner there by the tv. 

The kitchen, mom cooking while sis is doing some dishes. Up the stairs on the right is my room.  We'll wait until its sufficiently clean until putting any pictures of that on the Internet. 

View from the balcony upstairs. Those are rice fields. Not ours though. The rice in front has been harvested already. The longer rice in the back has not yet been cut. 

My sister riding a bike. In the background is our very own coconut tree. Delicious. 

Backyard view from the balcony. Next to the rice fields on the left is our vegetable garden. 

Ninja, the new puppy. 

We also have 2 new kittens, whose names have not yet been determined. 


One of the goals of Peace Corps Cambodia is to teach host country nationals about American culture. A large part of our culture is our holidays, but you don't realize how difficult, and weird it is to explain to a foreigner about American holidays, in a foreign language, until you have to do it dozens of times. My first was Halloween, in which I tried to explain that all the children put on scary costumes and masks, carve scary faces into pumpkins, knock on strangers' doors and demand candy. 'Why?' They ask me. Good question. My second was thanksgiving. On thanksgiving, I told them, we get together will our whole family, anywhere from 5 to 50 people, eat lots of turkey and potatoes until we are full to bursting, and then go watch football on tv. Next is Christmas. Any ideas? Keep it simple, like if you were talking to a baby whose language skills had not yet developed to have deep conversations about the culture of American holidays. 










Sunday, November 3, 2013

In which there are Snippets from my brain in Cambodia

In this post, I've kept a notebook of random snippets of my life in Cambodia, which also accurately represent my train of thoughts.  

1. I'm sitting at a table in Cambodia with a flock of teenage chickens that think my pen is food. 

2. Today I rode in a van full of monks and Khmer students to Angkor Wat, got a guided tour of the temples from the monks in speedy Khmer, took a boat out to the Tonle Sap through floating villages and groves of trees where you could only see the very tips, jumped off said boat with the other monks, all saying '1, 2, 3' while jumping from the top of the boat, about a 15 foot jump, climbed a mountain I. Sopping clothing, played a Khmer version of 'duck, duck, goose,' and got my first sunburn in Cambodia. 

3. Khmer people don't understand freckles. 

4. I thought explaining my Classics degree was difficult in America. Now I live in Cambodia. 

5. Cheese is totally worth that diarrhea you get from only having dairy products once per month. 

6. DEET bug spray is basically paint remover. Whenever I sit on furniture after putting it on, my bed or a chair, I get nice brown zebra stripes on the backs of my legs.  And there'll be no keeping of nail polish on your nails if you're gonna wear bug spray. 

7. I have 7 different notebooks currently in use. I'm turning into my Dad. Help. 

This was when I was lesson planning, one by one opening more of my notebooks for reference, until I took a breather only to realize that there were an insane amount of notebooks surrounding me. 


8. Apparently monks never wear shoes. I have a book about Buddhism with 2 monks on the cover, and they're wearing shoes, and every Khmer person who has seen this book has pointed out that never in their life have they seen a monk wearing shoes. I'm tempted to write to the authors and ask them why the monks are wearing shoes. Also, I think I'm going to pay more attention to their feet when I'm hanging around with monks. I climbed a mountain with a whole group of them and cannot for the life of me remember whether they were wearing shoes or not. 

9. Thanks to the game 'plants vs. zombies,' I'm learning lots of useful Khmer vocab, like zombies, mummies, and pirates.

10. Also, thanks to 'plants vs. zombies,' I came home one day to find my brother walking across the porch like a zombie, whilst my sister proceeded to throw flowers at him. 

11. My school director is very efficient. Whenever teachers are absent, (which happens pretty regularly, or on a daily basis) instead of having the students sit around for an hour, he puts them to work, usually gardening or other grounds work, or cleaning. Today, they cut a large bush into the figure of a rooster. 



We have about 6 teenage chickens that all look very similar, so I named them all Henry.