Cambodia Travel Quotes

Here was something I already knew to be true about myself: Just as there are some wives who will occasionally need a break from their husbands in order to visit a spa for the weekend with their girlfriends, I will always be the sort of wife who occasionally needs a break from her husband in order to visit Cambodia. Just for a few days!

If a picture is worth a thousand words, why did God invent captions?

What decides where we are born and into what kind of life and why?

In his monologue Swimming to Cambodia, Spalding Gray says we travel in search of “the perfect moment,” and once attained, we can return home in peace until, in need of another such moment, we head out again.

But you don’t have to be very smart to figure that it only takes one infected individual from Vietnam, or Thailand, or Cambodia, to fly into London, New York or Paris, and you’ve sewn the seed. In this modern age of air travel, we really do live in a global village. And we’ve created the perfect incubators for breeding and passing on infection, in the buses and planes and underground trains we travel on. We were a human disaster waiting to happen.

Cambodian dust whipped up in the wind and stuck to my clothes like clay. I put a hand between my face and the sun and blinked Phnom Penn dust from my tired eyes. One idea, drink, beamed light in all directions across my dark consciousness. A slim lady walked toward me with a big smile and a bigger head. Her left hand rested on her waggling hips and her right hand rose above her head, limp-wristed, like she’d just thrown a winning ball toward a basket and was leaving her hand in the shot position. The lady walking toward me was a man. At least that much was clear, but the nature or our relationship was still a fog to me. She wore blue jeans and a white top accentuating her breasts, but her Adam’s apple and cow sized hands revealed more in daylight than she could hide at night.

Kanchi is a vital link to an ancient global network,’ explained Rao. ‘The Pallavas ruled not only South India but also Cambodia. Many centuries ago, Khambujaraja, a Pallava king, travelled to the region that is now called Cambodia. He faced opposition from a beautiful lady but eventually defeated and then married her. The country they jointly ruled was called Khambujadesa and their descendants were called the Khmer people. Khambujadesa later came to be known as Kampuchea and then Cambodia.

The true adventurer sees his glass as half full even when there are things swimming in it.

I am tired of crying and feeling so helpless. I want to breathe again-just for a little while. Then I will do whatever I can to help these people. How could I not-once I met them, once I saw for myself.

(The pastor) was concerned only with the natives' spiritual welfare, and their material conditions were no interest of his whatever. One thing could be said in favour of the plantations, in fact, and that was that a man working there was at least put out of the way of temptation. His view was that it didn't really matter what happened to a man in this world so long as he had acquired the priceless treasure of Faith. When Jesus said that 'He that believeth in me shall be saved' he was not referring to this life.

Even the rickshaw coolie, given, to be on the safe side, double his normal fee, takes the money in grim silence and immediately looks away. It is most uncomfortable to feel oneself as an object of this universal detestation , a mere foreign-devil in fact.