Monsoon season. About 700 people live in this village- houses, school, health center, pagoda all on stilts. They call this poor-ism perhaps our looking. But we bought some pencils, tipped everyone who showed us around and said thank you many times. Once on the lake itself, there's only water for miles furled across the flat wide horizon... Like the ocean. We floated in a small mangrove forest. Saw no crocodiles but lots of little kids swimming and playing. We fly out this evening for Hong Kong... Last stops before home. What a last day in Siem Reap... In Cambodia. A most memorable journey. Missing home!
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