They said we’d get to know each other on this trip but, damn.
We’ve learned more about Cap and Tanks’s underwear choices than we ever wanted to know. We’ve also learned that Sadie (after drinks) does something we have dubbed “the Lizard Dance”.
Before our morning excursion, monks came in procession accepting food offered by our ship. We all got a kick out of a little boy who was tagging along looking for lunch, like they wouldn’t notice he wasn’t wearing a saffron robe.
We toured through this old village, the only original one still in existence after the rage of the Khmer Rouge.
The afternoon excursion found some of us on an island that…blah, blah, blah…MONKEYS? MONKEYS! They said leave your purses and your water bottles on the bus. The women whined. They said, “Okay. Okay. Just leave the water bottles and don’t bring any purses that monkeys like.”
I left my purse on that bus. Some monkeys have mad style.
A Pierman Sister 
exceptional pictures and blog. The moneys don’t look friendly. Dad would have loved your blog.
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They were tall, and good-looking.
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I’ll bet they have some pretty horrific stories about what the Khmer Rouge did to their country. Sort of like what those monkeys would have done to your purse.
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The Khmer Rouge stories have been awful. It breaks my heart when you hear not only about the loss of life but then the loss of their villages and communities which means if you survived it you still have nothing to come home to.
That one monkey with the empty water bottle was taunting the others with his magnificent fortune. No way I was bringing my purse.
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Yes, Alison, I’ve read some about the Khmer Rouge catastrophic ruling there. Seeing those monkeys would be interesting, but having to protect your water and purses would be lousy to me. I hope you’re having a good time and are safe. 😍🙏
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The monkeys weren’t at all aggressive to us (probably because we didn’t have water bottles and purses!)
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