Images of Cambodia: Stung Treng River Festival
Pretty much like any small town festival you’ve ever been to. Except for the flaming boats. And the monks chanting in Pali.
Pretty much like any small town festival you’ve ever been to. Except for the flaming boats. And the monks chanting in Pali.
Up with the roosters—the early morning hours with the Noodle Maker and his family
Just one: Village banana seller, and her fabulous outfit
Was I insane to be wandering around in the jungle in a country with more landmines and unexploded ordnance lying in wait than anywhere in the world? A question, perhaps, for the one-armed man.
On Poverty and Resourcefulness: Workers from a distant village come to Kompong Thom to forage a jungle vine used for weaving.
Nāgas—divine creatures in the form of serpents—guard the waters of Cambodia. And no one seems to know why.
Day one in Phnom Penh: What river is that? How do I cross the street? Is that a SNAKE skewer he is selling?
Pagodas. Temples. Monks. Any questions?