There are a few interesting things to note in Cambodia.
The women in Cambodia wear their pajamas all day; to the market, selling food at their stalls and most attention-grabbing is when they serve my breakfast in the restaurant. Pajamas seem to be like their uniform. The pajamas come in bright cartoony or sometimes floral design. I’m sure the women in Cambodia likes to be comfortable in their own skin but surely no pajama can make you a supermodel.
Cambodians are kind of nosey parker. It first started while I was exchanging US dollars to Riel, when this man apparently for no good reason keeps staring at my money while I was counting privately at the corner of the money changer till I can’t stand it anymore and ask him, May I help you?? Several times before he back off. Then, I realize it doesn’t matter whether you’re White or Asian. They stare at your every move like a reality TV show in Amazing Race. It’s like 10 people crowding around a motorcyclist whom met with an accident without trying to help. Lastly, when I was hopping onto the motorcycle from my guesthouse to Angkor Wat, there are 2-3 men staring at my every move. They merely want to see if I’ll fall from the motorcycle. Ridiculous but that’s the Cambodia Reality!
Initially, I thought the children in Cambodia are pitiful and I bound to be struggling with my emotion whether to help by buying from them or not. It turns out the children is not that innocent after all. They are in fact bratty, insolent and sarcastic. Some children will come up to u slapping your arms or try to throw a punch on your face. I was pestered by a few children, talking into buying mangos or pineapple from them. When you buy from one child among all, they will show you their anger and say why you didn’t buy from me, some even sarcastically say “Thanks for not buying my mangoes” All in all, the children sure learn to tough it up in a harsh environment.
The women in Cambodia wear their pajamas all day; to the market, selling food at their stalls and most attention-grabbing is when they serve my breakfast in the restaurant. Pajamas seem to be like their uniform. The pajamas come in bright cartoony or sometimes floral design. I’m sure the women in Cambodia likes to be comfortable in their own skin but surely no pajama can make you a supermodel.
Cambodians are kind of nosey parker. It first started while I was exchanging US dollars to Riel, when this man apparently for no good reason keeps staring at my money while I was counting privately at the corner of the money changer till I can’t stand it anymore and ask him, May I help you?? Several times before he back off. Then, I realize it doesn’t matter whether you’re White or Asian. They stare at your every move like a reality TV show in Amazing Race. It’s like 10 people crowding around a motorcyclist whom met with an accident without trying to help. Lastly, when I was hopping onto the motorcycle from my guesthouse to Angkor Wat, there are 2-3 men staring at my every move. They merely want to see if I’ll fall from the motorcycle. Ridiculous but that’s the Cambodia Reality!
Initially, I thought the children in Cambodia are pitiful and I bound to be struggling with my emotion whether to help by buying from them or not. It turns out the children is not that innocent after all. They are in fact bratty, insolent and sarcastic. Some children will come up to u slapping your arms or try to throw a punch on your face. I was pestered by a few children, talking into buying mangos or pineapple from them. When you buy from one child among all, they will show you their anger and say why you didn’t buy from me, some even sarcastically say “Thanks for not buying my mangoes” All in all, the children sure learn to tough it up in a harsh environment.
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