My favorite: The Russian Market in Phnom, Penh, Cambodia
Outside::
The smells are distinct; the sounds are distinct. I could [and have] walked around for hours, observing, just taking everything in. I still remember a young boy I met there last summer, selling books about Cambodia, and cards painted by victims of landmines on the Cambodia/Vietnam border. There is also the sweetest, most precious man in the cafe area that claims to serve Phom Penh's best iced coffee [and he does by the way.] So if you're ever in the Russian Market, find the man with the smile and all the flags!
Here he is:
1 comment:
Cambodia! so near and yet so far. I also enjoy souvenir shopping, the come-back-home-with-loads-of-stuff bit :) (did it in Myanmar). Now I wonder when can I eeeevvveerrr get myself down to Cambodia. I drove 3 hours to the border with my ex-MIL and all I did was buy garlic and a golf umbrella; never got beyond the border.
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