Cambodia

Postcards from Cambodia: My Heart Belongs to the Road

Girls, You know my heart is sensitive… but you grieve differently when your heart belongs to the road. Everything is so different here – my emotions included. At home, I would have needed your constant time and attention and I would have felt guilty for stealing so much of it. But you are the best… Continue reading Postcards from Cambodia: My Heart Belongs to the Road

Cambodia

Postcards From Cambodia: There’s Lightening When it Thunders…

I lie in blackness. The lullaby of sleepy adventurers mixes with the gentle breeze created to cool you to sleep, But my sleep has been stolen by the energy that surrounds me – Insomnia commences in Sihanouk. 5am. I feel my heart scream into the atmosphere: The rumbles of the Earth reminding me of the… Continue reading Postcards From Cambodia: There’s Lightening When it Thunders…