Moby Dick & Tartar Sauce

Our outfits almost matched at the Royal Palace in Thailand.

He looks much sharper than I do!

Yeah...these chickens are alive, driving to their destinty...a plate, knife and fork..or fingers...or chopsticks...depending whom they visit. The ones closest to the muffler kept trying to raise their head away from the heat. I guess you could call it a practice round for what's yet to come. This was a sight to see!

We were hunting Moby Dick on the Tonle Sap. When I told our tour guide how big Moby Dick is, he asked me to drive. Rick sat behind me, navigating me right into MOBY DICK's direction. We felt so brave that day that I packed the tartar sauce in my pocket.

I looked far and wide, but no sign of Moby Dick. He was afraid! I guess the locals let him know that Rick and I were in town to kick some whale behind. Moby scampered, like the weak whale that he is.

I left my heart in Angkor Wat...That's all I have to say about that!

This is sunrise, six thirtyish; it only got better by the minute.

Water action!

The local clothing store on Cambodia's Tonle Sap River.

I kept Amy from turning around by telling lame jokes and acting like Jerry Lewis while our tour guide bailed the bottom of the canoe. My God if we sank, and if Amy only knew that we were in the middle of crocodile waters, infested with giant  lizards, blizzards, alligators and Nessie from Scotland...YIKES! Thankfully our canoe guide bailed fast enough to keep us afloat. I think I wet my shorts though! 

This shot speaks for itself eh!

Gotcha! Nooooooo...I "gotcha" first... WRONG, I "gotcha" way before you got me! Well fine...but my camera is faster than yours...so there. Whatever! dimple dweeb...just so you know my lens is way stronger than yours. Yeah..well my canoe driver is quicker than...yeah well my uncle can...Oh yeah? My great-grandfather....you're sinking...you're ugly...Riiiiiick, whack him with your oar when we get close okay!

These children come to school everyday, by small boat. They are dropped off by their parents or a sibling.  They are happy children, regardless their situation. They made our day, it was moving and humbling to go into their school on the upper deck of a boat on the Tonle Sap River in Cambodia.

 I listened as this young girl read to me in her language. From time to time she would stop or slow down and the other children would press her to continue. She looked back at them, looked at me and then she would pick up her pace again. It was an awesome experience. Life on Cambobia's Tonle Sap really humbled me.