Tuesday, February 21, 2012

I blame LMFAO

What I knew was a possibility, and a reality of life here, finally happened to me.  Walking home from dinner last night, my purse was stolen.  And it was all LMFAO's fault.

I'll explain.  My roommate and I had a just enjoyed a really good, and very cheap dinner, at what I am fairly certain is a mob hangout.  I mean, $2 jugs? How can you do that unless you are a front?  Just sayin'... But back to the story.  After joking about which parts of the city we wanted, we were walking the 4 blocks home, talking about our days at school.  Jaxon was telling me how his students were great at identifying which song he had stuck in his head.  Yesterday he had walked in with "Everyday I'm Shufflin'" stuck, and had sung one line, and then his class had burst into the rest, some even doing the entire dance.  I had stopped to laugh at his impression of them, and due to my laughing, wasn't standing totally straight, when I felt a tug on my bag. I stood up, and as I did, the two men on the moto gassed it to break the strap on my bag, and sped off.  It was over in 5 seconds.  Jaxon thought they had hit me with a belt or something, and his first thought was that the SOS hospital was closed, and where was he going to take me.  When he realized what had really happened, he ran after them.  Pretty awesome.

While he ran off after them, I walked to the main street, and began to look at every moto that drove by, convinced they would drive by.  But trying to find a dark moto with two men on it here is kinda like looking for a specific cab in New York, a white guy on a bike in Amsterdam, or a green Subaru in Colorado.  Impossible.

They got my 2004 Nokia, $4, my keys, and the biggie, my camera.  But in reality, all replaceable.  I wasn't threatened, not really hurt (my shoulder is kinda sore from where the strap was), but overall, it's the least violent crime you can have happen to you here.  Except for maybe someone cloning your ATM card, but that would have been way more costly, and a much bigger pain.

And it was totally preventable, and mostly my fault.  I had been lulled into a sense of security, I consider myself fairly street smart, and even convinced myself that I could scare off someone if they tried to mug me.  But the reality was, I was walking on the street, with my bag on the outside.  I wasn't paying attention (again, all LMFAO's fault), and I could have pretty much avoided the whole incident.  Most crimes here are crimes of opportunity, and I made myself a fairly easy target.

And I am pissed at the two guys who did it, but really, mostly at LMFAO.  I will not be shufflin' for quite  a while.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Saturday Morning in Phnom Penh

I don't know if you have heard or not, but there is a huge blizzard in Colorado right now.  Over a foot in Denver, and it's still snowing.  I am somewhat homesick, I loved me a good snow day.  But instead of wallowing in what will never happen here, barring some act of Buddha, I decided to take a walk this morning, and appreciate what I do have here.  For a bit I tried to relate how far I walked in Denver terms, from my apartment to the Independence Monument was half the distance I would walk to Goosetown.  Walking to the Royal Palace was about as far as the Capitol, and so on.  With my head phones on, I was oblivious to the constant "Hey Lady, tuk tuk?'s" I am normally bombarded with, and with the most random mix my iTunes genius has yet to come up with, I walked around and fell in love with the city all over again.


yes, they are pushing that car to make room for another. the parking dance, i like to call it.








now that is what I call I tombstone.  





I am obsessed with this building. I have no idea what it was, but wish it could talk.







Two monks walk into a wat...


I wish this tree could talk too.

So you can have your snow, I'll take this colorful place!  (But I still miss a good snow day...)