Dear Henry, Lila and family,
I am in Cambodia now. I traveled across the South China Sea on a boat―really more of a clunker by South Carolina standards. But I arrived safe and sound although I am just getting over a bad case of diarrhea. I think it might have something to do with eating some poisonous blowfish. Lord did my fingers go numb after eating that tasty meat.
I am staying at the Hotel Le Royal in Phnom Penh. The hotel is big, clean, very nice and run by very nice people. These Cambodians don't look much different than the folks in Singapore or Vietnam. They work hard. I get around Phnom Penh in what they call tuk-tuks. They are little covered wagons that are attached to motorbikes. The streets are very crowded here with tuk-tuks, people walking and running, motorbikes, horses, and some cars.
I went to Angkor and saw a big temple called Angkor Wat. The building has big, cone shaped, tall peaks. It was created for funerals way back in 1113 by King Suryavaman II. There are ruins of about 100 temples but there used to be over 1000 there. The jungle is growing over some of the buildings in big gnarly roots. I am sending you pictures of that.
Cambodia rice fields are a big part of this country. They remind me of the marshes back home. They take big water buffalos to work the rice paddies. I am sending pictures of a young Cambodian with his water buffalos.
Rubber plantations are another big thing here. The rows of trees go forever. They are skinny trees that grow straight and tall with no fancy branches.
I sense some trouble brewing up over here. There are soldiers and tanks and guns on the streets over here. I wonder why they are here and what there is to fight about?
I am thinking of you all and sending love,
Tolitha
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