Friday, November 26, 2010

Khmer Princesses

I saved posting this to report on the more pressing matter of Tuesday's tragedy.

Had an extremely snazzy day on Monday, in which we were all dolled up in way too many layers of make up, hair sprayed into place (mine complete with a hairpiece) - not to mention being "blinged up" to the absolute max. I don't think I've ever worn anything so shiny. Or pink, for that matter.

Group shot!

They spent forever curling Ida's hair; I think they must have been in love with her gorgeous blondeness - I know I am! 
Since I was in pink...well, Will had to match my outfit. Sorry Will. I think he outshone me an ounce though.
So much pink! So much silver and gold! So many unnatural poses!
This little guy gets the prize for the most hilarious photographer. He was just precious 
One of my favourite pictures

Today, Saturday 27th November, is my LAST FULL DAY IN CAMBODIA. Eek! I'm having so much trouble believing that it truly has come to an end.

Hmmm...to look at it another way, though: "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end."

Juliet

Monday, November 22, 2010

Water Festival Stampede



We were on the same bridge two nights previous to the event, telling each other this would be the one and only night we'd be coming in this direction - the crowds were ridiculous and not worth the discomfort of getting to Diamond Island. Last night, we watched a Tiny Toones performance near the Royal Palace, and talking to Diamond (one of the dancers) after they'd performed told us they'd be going to that island later on. By this time, we'd already been subject to huge crowds at the Riverside area (which is about 20mins walk from Diamond Island) so decided to go get a drink in a quieter area. At about 11.30pm, as we are leaving Riverside for good, we noticed several Ambulances drive past us, as well as trunks carrying people. It was only this morning that we discovered the truth and scale of the tragedy.

It's a terrible, and somewhat sickening occurrence that I am still having trouble believing.

Condolences to anyone who has lost someone in this horrific event.

Monday, November 8, 2010

The Red House & The Empty House

Obviously the reason for me neglecting this blog for so long attributes to the fact that we've had such a hectic past few weeks - one event that originated at perhaps 10:30am on last Tuesday morning. Vy decided to remind us that we were going to Kep on the Wednesday afternoon - and good thing she did remind us - we all believed we wouldn't be travelling to the rural province (just 4 hours from Cambodia) until the Friday of that week. Hence, busy preparation began and before we knew it we had arrived.

Technically we hadn't reached Kep itself, but Chamcar Bei, a village about an hour away from Kep. BABC (Bridges Across Borders Cambodia, the NGO we are volunteering for) supports a huge project in this particular region, with opportunities for developing the community through agriculture, education and health. Our major role while there was to help build a house.

The Red House

...Yeeaah I fooled ya'. This wasn't actually the house we built, but the one we stayed in. The Red House, as it is known, is the local residence for the BABC volunteers working in the area. Currently there are 3 - Inge and Sofie from Belgium, and Michael from Germany.

Surrounding the Red House, which is complete with Kitchen, Bathroom (I say bathroom), Balcony & 2 hours of electricity per day, there are miles and miles of farmland stretching out in every direction, with some amazing mountains in the distance. Additionally it comes equipped with a local Swimming Pool, the beautiful, serene lake full of authentic Lily pads. We even ate some of the lotus fruit while we were there.

The Lake
So I apologise if I'm starting to sound a bit like an advertisement, but really, what could I say about Kep that wouldn't attract someone from wanting to go? The fact that it's a completely unspoiled area makes it unique from anywhere else on the planet. Perhaps the comforts of home missing, I would find it difficult to live there for months on end, although I think the beautiful location would more than make up for it. I suppose many wouldn't agree with me, but I find many cities just the same thing over and over - but somewhere like this? You can't beat.

ANYWAYS, so onto the house building!

It was about a half-hour cycle to the site on some (rather questionable) bicycles supplied by BABC. Doesn't sound all that pleasant? The picture below shows the scenery pretty much the entire way.


Tiring, yes, but incredible at the same time.

So arriving at the site started us off building a house that went from picture 1 to 2 in two days.

Beginning
End!

It was an amazing feat, simultaneously charitable and enjoyable. As a group, it cemented and bonded us even further - such that, when it came the time to leave Kep, I felt rather sad at having to depart from a location that would hold true memories for me of our time in Cambodia. 

NB: photos courtesy of Tien as I forgot to take my camera to Kep!



...And that sadness would reign true only a few days later, as on Monday 8th November 2010, Maxwell Moody and Victor Trisna departed from Cambodia for good.

We all knew it was coming, that they would be leaving approx a month before the rest of us - but that doesn't mean it made it any less hard! Those two were a huge part of the entire group and will be very much missed.

Some of the Facebook Comments that arose after they had left...

ERICA: miss you already Victor Trisna and Max Moody!!! have a safe flight bros <333

IDA: 3 months make you care more about people that what you realize at once :( i will miss you two so much :( remember youll always be my brotha´s from anotha motha ♥

TIEN TSIN: Victor awwww

thanks for the note, sorry for us all rushing you at A2!!
I miss you and 
Max Moody so much already!
BUT THE GROUP WiLL NEVER BE SEPARATED AT HEART
We all HAVE to have a reunion sometime in the near future ♥ ♥


I think those accurately sum up how we all felt about the boys' departure. 

As a surprise, we made them each books where everyone wrote individual messages, and t-shirts with all our names on for a Cambodian reminder. The catch was, we gave these to them an hour before they had to leave, and so they spent their last hour here hastily trying to scribble in everyone ELSES books while simultaneously trying to eat a last dinner at A2...sorry about that guys...

Although it's the end of the line for them, the journey continues for the final 6, and so I will hopefully still be blogging until the end if I can!

Much love (& curious as to who is still reading),

Juliet