We’re now enjoying our last week in Tonle Bati, and we
certainly welcomed it in with a bang! Saturday was Helen’s birthday and at last
we were all healthy and ready to make the most of Phnom Penh. The day got off to an ideal start with a trip
to the market where we bought waffles and bananas before setting up camp in the
best ice-cream shop in town. Our theme
for the evening was ‘tacky tourists’ so an expedition back to the Russian
market was in order to buy a selection of very embarrassing (or amazing,
depending on your point of view) tourist shirts. With all of our new personas perfected, socks
pulled right up and sandals firmly strapped on, we were ready to make an
entrance. Somehow we managed to surprise Helen with a birthday cake which went
down a treat, there’s not a lot of cake around here! Through the night we
managed to develop some level of fame in the area – on more than one occasion
we were approached by people asking if we were the tacky tourists they had
heard about.
Sunday already and we
piled into Muoy’s sweat-mobile for the very last time. Despite the normal anti-mosquito routine and
the fact that most of us had our faces pressed into someone else’s sweaty
shoulder we were all pretty sad to begin to say our first goodbyes to life
here. It’s now Wednesday evening and the
week has been going well – it’s been pretty encouraging to see that the
children have actually remembered what we have been teaching them. Lessons are building on each other and it’s
so rewarding to hear them improve! Still
every day is eventful – just today we moved on from chicks falling into the pond
to having a child wander straight in.
Another student was so keen he turned up to class on a drip while this
afternoon saw 30 highly competitive 16-25 year olds rampage the school on a
large scale treasure hunt to help them remember vocabulary and places. A big
house clean also showed us that Gabby had been holding a frog captive in her
bag for the past 3 days. Every morning
we chat about how loud the frogs are, and how it sounds like they are camped
out in our beds at night – the unfortunate frog must have snuck in one morning
but it had certainly been calling to be let out for a while!
As I write Sophie is
cooking rice over an open fire, some of the group are tie-dying clothes, some
are playing down at the lake, there is an intense papier-mâché exercise going
on and Kat is trying to learn how to ask for 6 eggs in Khmer ahead of a trip to
the shop. We really are settled in here
and it’s going to be with mixed feelings that we head off to the beautiful Siem
Reap early on Monday morning.
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