It hasn’t been too bad, all together. But now, toward the end, we’ve gotten the tail-end of a local typhoon. (In the States we have hurricaines; here they have typhoons. The nature of the difference eludes me.)
I was at the bar I go to (Mary’s) when the typhoon hit. It just started pouring. Several of us were hanging out on the balcony. Mary’s is a guesthouse, so I rented a room for the night. Later, I found out that the host had made it on the house; or as the girl put it, “free for you.”
It rained so much that the river overflowed. As of Saturday, this was the view from Mary’s:
The sanitation engineering is very basic in Siem Reap, so I don’t really want to think about what this girl is walking through. The host on the day I took this photo said the previous night he’d pulled a leech from between his toes.
Meanwhile, the big news in my life is that I broke down and brought a big brick of cheddar cheese. This baby cost me $25 and I’d guess will last me a good couple months.
Oh, and also I was late to class. Pretty tame, really.