Bang, Bang

Last Sunday was nice and warm, the sky blue, sun yellow, I was smiling. At about 10:30 in the morning, just outside a respectable market place I passed a group of men joking about; shirts pulled chest high in typical asian style of relax. There were a few cat calls and other such that never elicit any kind of response from me normally except this time about 3 meters past them, the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I turned. Low and behold a shiny hand pistol was pointed at me on outstretched arm and wobbly legs. Sadly, this is not an altogether new experiance, however this was completely out of context, unrelated, random, wrong...I thought long an hard about this decision to stay on in Cambodia and am glad to be still here, buying conditioner and other such items of longstay action.
Working with The Cambodian Yellow Pages is far more fulfilling than expected, my morning private english lesson is now in one of the swankiest hotels in town with pre lesson Yum Cha breakfasts in the VIP room with politicians, businessmen and black clad body guards.
nice one

men in Brown

.....And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul....
...I Fought the Law (and I Won)
Drinkin' beer in the hot sun
I fought the law and I won...
...I needed sex and I got mine
I fought the law and I won
The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
That's how the country's run.... (dead kenedys)


Yesturday riding to work on the back of a rusting duk-tapped up moto taxi, when a man in Brown spotted me , his eyes lit up, swung his bike around, hooned after us and despite my moto drivers attempt to out manouver him (and lower my age expectancy), managed to drive up side. Pulled a sour face, got us to stop, and then requesting $2 for my not wearing a helmet. We just stared at him in utter amazment, the mans lack of imagination ment we put our unhelmeted heads (and bodies) back onto the bike, ignoring his unhelmeted head, and drove back into the crowd of unhelmeted moto riders without so much as a backward glance... which, considering the freedom of head movement, would have been easy enough....