svay chrum

Though these images can't capture the dust, the taste of soy bean juice, the sounds of pigs screaching before dinner, the long conversations with Michael as we waited for electricity, they do convey at least some fragments of my time in Svay Chrum. Thanks again to Michael and her lovely Cambodian family. Ah kun. rice paddies

along the road towards the wat

sunset at the bridge

rooftop laundry

first day of school