Coming into Cambodia felt like moving into a quieter past.
Cambodian's said they felt they were, perhaps, ten years behind Vietnam in economic development.
Early morning on the Mekong, before the Cambodian boarder, Vietnamese sand dredges are starting the days work...
Walking down a country lane in Cambodia, near Angkor Wat, we saw these two little girls riding their bikes.
It reminded me of a shot by Eugene Smith, A Walk into Paradise Garden...my apologies to Mr. Smith...
A monks robe over the back of a chair caught the window light...
We visited a rural school. It received some help from the Aqua Mekong, the boat we were travelling on. The children were captivating...
...and this guy, serious and very self contained...
This woman ran a paper making business (full disclosure, in Vietnam, not Cambodia, but I like the image and it fit in here)...
Back in rural Cambodia, we met this elderly nun...
A woman selling in a market...
And a mum on a boat, this near Tonle Sap lake...
This young monk was working to repair the bridge that led to his monastery...
A lot of parents send their boys off to join the monks at around 10 or eleven years old. There is no lifetime commitment and a good, free, education is available to them...
The light and this young monk's expression caught me...
And to leave for now, an older monk on the streets of Saigon...
Note the flag over his left shoulder.
Thanks for looking, as always.