I finally broke down and decided to take a tuk-tuk ride to dinner that night. Believe me, if you could only see the way the Cambodians drive, you would have been nervous too. But since I’m easily persuaded, I hopped on with the rest of the crew and headed to a little American café. Much to my pleasure, they had cheeseburgers, pizza, spaghetti (American style) and milkshakes. So, like a true-blooded Nebraskan, I ordered a cheeseburger and fries and loved every second of it.
Unfortunately, my skin was almost the color of ketchup. Thank goodness I didn’t blister. Now I have a good (somewhat peeling), Cambodian tan! Don’t worry, I’m not as dark as the locals.
We also met with a couple of people from different anti-human trafficking agencies. I didn’t catch the name of the lady with Asia Foundation, but she gave us a lot of good information about their agency and cause. The man, Glen, was with a company called LOVE 146, a Christian group fighting mostly against the forced sex slavery of boys. He had a great voice with a British accent and also shared great information with us.
