When dad and I were invited to see the fields and a rural village a hour and a half outside of siem reap we did not know what we were getting ourselves into...
It started with meeting this little guy at breakfast with a traditional meal of rice and pork. Thats right we eat rice and pork for breakfast next to this guy.
We were then told that we will take the truck to the village (let me remind you a hour and a half away from siem reap). Oh no we weren't riding in the front seat, all 30 some of us are pilling in the back of the truck like were a herd of cattle. The ride there was a scenic splendor but the ride home was another story.
An hour and a half later we ended up at a local school to donate clothes, soap, and cookies to the children that lived in the village. These children are no ordinary children. They live in the fields, therefore they go to school 7am-11am. Then they go home to work with there families in the fields until sun down...every day. This is there life.
Every child was ecstatic to receive the gifts and gratefully bowed their heads in respect for the gift they were receiving.
After a blessing from a local monk we head to the fields where our NGO has a conservation project currently making headway in a forest that's trees were dying from invasive species. No one mentioned to us that it was many many many kilometers away. After the torturous hike, and lunch. We come to find out our day is still not over.
Although my camera died after meeting my new friend (so many here in cambodia) we watched the rest of the group make kites to fly with a local family and learn how to build roofing for straw huts that can sustain the rain.
Until we meet again fields, I think one visit will suffice for this cambodia trip.
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