First thing that greets me as I made it pass the immigration. I'm not quite sure what this statue means, one thing I know is that it distracted me and it took me quite a while to look for my gate. I was just standing there, in awe of such exquisite design... as i have said, it may cause some difficult hindrances to passengers as they make their way to their respective gates, being summoned to gaze upon this out of the world creation. Well not actually out of the world, this may be very normal for Buddhists. I did make my way to the gate, on time, and I met this lost-looking Asian guy whom I thought was a bit 'off' in the beginning, I spied on his transit card and apparently he was lost, the worst thing was the lady behind the counter who was checking us through couldn't help him. So much for a big airport but with services that didn't quite meet the international demands.
Sunrise from the terminal, after finding my seat. The plane was warm, warm all the way to Cambodia. Probably to prepare the passengers for the heat they are about to experience once settled on Cambodian soil. The flight, as usual, was uneventful, sat next to Ken, and Dr Connie Meyer was sitting with us too. Took my sweet time filling in the arrival and departure cards and all those. The flight was only about an hour long, tried to sleep, but couldn't do it comfortably because I had a long-legged tourist pushing against my seat, and it wouldn't be nice if i just leaned my seat back. We reached the airport, and I saw some waiting for the plane to park. There wasn't much people hanging around waiting for people, and the airport wasn't quite busy. I like small airports, you don't have to walk around so much.
So leaving the airport, we made our way to the school. Shacks, mansions, rubbish, and hardly any working traffic lights. All these are common sights in Phnom Penh. And there were lots of motorcycles. It looked pretty much of an extended version of Muak Lek, minus the dust and rubbish. Even though Muak Lek is in the suburbs, it's still a good place to live in because it's much more cleaner. We arrived at the school and there were a bunch of kids playing football. I kept a distance, as I remembered getting smacked in the face by a football, a few times to be precise. Anyways, these two cute girls immediately bonded with Fiona. Fiona's great with children, no doubt of that. I met a student who went to MC to study ESL, he called me the international pianist and I call him the 'rocker,' still remembered his rocking feats he had at MC.
On the other hand, Dael and Shimona quickly attached themselves to the swings. Guess we college students do not have the priviledge of having any playgrounds on campus. It was nice though, especially swinging at night. And yeah before I forget, Mr Gerald commented when he saw them (Dael and Shimona on the swing), "The Swingers." We swung whenever we had free time. Mrs. Tanya probably got a little 'amused' at our antics. Well, we were just touching base with our 'child' side, if that's the correct way to put it. 
This is the 2nd day of our trip, Sabbath morning, as the sun rose and bathed the CAS classrooms with heavenly rays! It was so nice and cool to see such classrooms, haven't seen one of this sort in ages.
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