I'm back from Siem Reap again. It was a tiring, intense 36 hours that included 2 bumpy bus rides set to karaoke music, interesting conversations with a Nepali colleague, who kept me constantly wide-eyed with her stories of work in the Bhutanese refugee camps, and a few laughs and ginger candies shared with visiting Irish human rights workers. There was so much life packed into this time. I am dizzy. And sunburned.
Although I want to post pictures of the day's events, I think, for now, I'd rather stare at images of flowers and random details at the lovely sanctuary where we sat waiting for the events to unfold.