Damn Cambodians are always late! I hate him immediately. The US may have invented the Bedazzler , but the Cambodians and Thais have elevated it to an art form. After enduring a long harangue about her tardiness, she explains that she lives on the far side of the city a city of 2 million people, no less and that traffic was slow.
After they finish eating, he pays the meager bill and they stand up from the table. The next day I find myself sitting once more at the Riverfront Restaurant, checking email and editing photos from the day before. I notice that the very sweet and shy waitress is smiling more than usual and paying me a lot of attention.
As she leans over the table to pick up a glass, she casually adjusts her jacket, giving me a glimpse of her bra. She is about to get off at , then has English class for two hours. What is supermarket? Her eyes light up. Ahhhh… Now, I understand. Tagged as: Cambodia , phnom penh , prostitutes , ugly american. The person who should feel like a bastard is Ugly American. Its sad but I guess it could be worse.
A couple of interesting Cambodia stories you got. Thanks, Dan. No wonder corruption is rampant…. This is a really interesting post Wes. I think you handled it well. I worked for a bit in Phnom Penh as well as Bangkok and it can get really depressing seeing all the fat old guys with the young girls.
Unfortunately, the stuff you see on the service is on the tip of the iceberg. Always well written and funny, I am staying abreast of your post-Bangkok travels and enjoying the dispatches. I was in Phenom Pehn in and I have to say it was the hardest city to travel. That is definitely a difficult situation. Jaysus, Wes. Very cool how you handled both situations. Great post Wes…. You definitely handled the situation with the waitress well, too. You really do have some of the best stories.
