Travelling often welcomes many stories. But sometimes, you are the story. This is that story.
It was morning when I got into a taxi heading from Siem Reap, Cambodia, towards Angkor Wat – a true wonder of the world. The driver talked a lot and had a good energy. He offered me a “good deal,” which included a day of “Angkor Wat, a friend’s farm, the bars, then home.”
Sounded fine. I was alone, it was my first day, and it seemed like an authentic Cambodian experience. I agreed as we pulled into Angkor Wat.
I was stunned. The natural order growing one with civilization was godlike. The ancient city, a grand hypothesis, was most fascinating. It must be seen to be believed. Therefore, after hours of walking and wondering, my driver and I left the sacred city, unscathed. My body was telling me to take a nap, but my gut wanted to explore. I asked him where to go now and like an even more excited Jar Jar Binks he said, “Friend’s farm, lotsa beer!”
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