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Dispatches 6: Dust, Mistakes and Ankor What?

This country is tres dusty, I mean you go out for an hour and the six inches above your shoes all around your leg are the darkest brown. And every time i wipe my face the clothe comes back brown. I ended up buying a dust mask (SARS mask!) to use on the taxis. Mine is great it looks just like my curtains on Bloor St. Orange, yellow and red stripes. I look so super cool! I will bring it back and be the geek of the cycling world. Our guest house has you leave your shoes at the door and rightly so, yesterday I carried my flip flops and when i dropped them on the ground a pile of sand accumulated on the floor.

This morning I made a mistake that I will never forget about. I was resting my malaria pill on the lid of my water bottle. I usually wait till after breakfast to have it, which is supposed to be better on your stomach. Well doesn’t the lid flip over and doesn’t the pill fall into the bottle. I manage to get it out of the bottle to the amazement of my father. I take it then since the cap is starting to dissolve. A few mins later my breakfast arrives. After a few bits I start not to feel quite right. Then I suddenly run up to our room where I puke up my guts, to make matters worse the toilet clogs ( – gross I know but really its all part of the mistakes we make). I make my way back to the table only to really that my stomach as not forgiven me yet and there is no what I’m going to jump on a taxi and go out to see temples. I excuse my self and join my dad and a few hours after this one mistake sorts it self out. This is the second time in two weeks that I have been sick.

Lessons: 1) Don’t drink the ice. (common sense eh) even if the restaurant is a tourist joint and says on the menu we make our ice from clean drinking water DON’T HAVE ICE EVER!!
2) If your malaria pills has started to dissolve throw it out, they are not that expensive get more if you need them . . . believe me.

Ankor: Ok when my dad said that we were getting a three day pass to see some temples for the cost of 40 US dollars I thought he had gone mad. Then I read in the guide that just one day was sacreligious. Getting a 3 day or a 7 day pass was the way to go. Still then I was thinking. if you were a person who traveled to a certain country to see their temples then I suppose you are not giving them justice in one day. But if you are the general atheist perhaps a day would do.

Well today was the first of my three day pass I was there for over 5 hours and tomorrow I’m heading there for sunrise. They are the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Its not just a temple but an ancient city. You don’t have to worry about the trash gold that the Buddhist are usually into this is all stone. Back when this was built they thought large. The early photo with the kid skipping rope, well that was Ankor in the background. It suppose to be the largest religious centers in the world.

I spent most of my time with my dad in Angkor Thom. Basically an ancient city in a forest, and today since it was raining a rain forest. The trees are taking it over a bit but it does hold its own. Ok you know the giants causeway . . . well thats the door way to the library in this city.

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