It’s Calling Me Home

If I wasn’t so familiar with Cambodia, I might have been afraid.  Samantha, convinced that “being in the forest” would be frightening to me, asked over the phone “are you afraid?” and I assured her honestly, not at all.   For starters, I wasn’t exactly “in the forest”!  Listening to music on the bus I’d missed … More It’s Calling Me Home

Wat Opot

The first case of HIV in Cambodia was detected in 1991.  In March 1992 the United Nations Transitional Authority in Cambodia (UNTAC) began arriving in the country.  Over 20,000 military and civilian personnel from 100 countries were deployed to oversee normalisation of the country as decades of civil war was officially brought to an end.  … More Wat Opot

The Krama

As a young child I remember seeing footage on the television of scenes such as this coming from Cambodia. My enduring memories include a guy called Pol Pot, said by Mum to be “a very bad man”, and soldiers in black pyjamas with a checked scarfe.  With the exception of the occasional elderly person, the … More The Krama

Dilemma of Departure

Most evenings I sit in a particular spot beside the Mekong River watching the evening cruisers go by on their variously populated motorbikes as I sip a glass of white wine.  That’s a $2 luxury I can afford to spend on myself among the billions of other luxuries I take for granted in this lucky … More Dilemma of Departure

Doctor Beatocello

If you are interested in Cambodia then you definitely need to know about this guy, whose real name is Dr Beat Richner.  He is a Swiss paediatrician who first travelled to Cambodia as a young graduate in 1974 with the Red Cross.  He left when the Khmer Rouge seized power in 1975.  In 1991 he … More Doctor Beatocello

Rock ‘n Roll

On my first full day back in town Chom was taking a day off work to travel the 60km to his wife’s village, to pick her up and bring her home.  He works up to 18 hours a day, six days a week now, in two jobs (tuk tuk driving and managing the hotel I … More Rock ‘n Roll

“Just Stop”

If you wait until you can do everything for everybody, instead of something for somebody, you’ll end up doing nothing for nobody. These words appear at the end of a short video currently doing the rounds on Facebook.  In it, a young homeless man in a ripped t-shirt stands on a cold Manhattan street, holding … More “Just Stop”

Pontificating in Paris

It’s not really Paris, it’s an airport hotel on the outskirts of the city.  Even Paris can be less than ordinary.  In a few hours I’ll be winging my way to Phnom Penh.  Thanks to the situation evolving with Paula, I finally picked Cambodia.  It was an agonising decision thanks to the incredible experiences I’ve … More Pontificating in Paris