I would say that I can hardly believe that I am here in Cambodia, were it not for the fact that the 20 hours in an airplane seat were all too real. Every year the padding seems a little thinner (on the chair or on me – not sure which).
But as time goes by I am a bit more appreciative of the work it takes to get an airbus full of people half way around the world safely and in relative comfort. I need to qualify “full of people” because we noticed that although economy coach was full, there was no one in first class. Those beautiful chair/beds were empty and what a waste it was.
On Korean Air there is always a flight attendant within sight and paying attention. They communicate clearly and are efficient in serving everythìng from beverages to hot towels. They fed us, turned out the lights so we could sleep, woke us up and fed us again. I’m not sure, but I think part of their schedule was an attempt to reset our internal clocks to the time of our destination. And it works… kind of.
So we are now at the end of our first day in Phnom Penh, the sights of which are getting to be familiar to me. I’m wondering what I will notice this time that I have not noticed before. I find that I am looking less at the garbage, the crazy wiring overhead, the ornate buildings and looking more at the faces of the people I pass on the street. And I wonder where this will lead.