During our walks there is always the unexpected. A crowd on Sihanouk Boulevard in front of the former High School Girls become primary school. We approach, since we have been invited ... we move slowly, shyly, do not bother ... Tables are covered with a pile of plastic bags well filled. We find that the covers contain food, beverages, books, pens, notebooks ...
The young monks were able to end the cycle of their studies and these are distributed to them.
Two days later, another walk, passing in front of a beautiful pagoda that I planned to visit one day ...
Two days later, another walk, passing in front of a beautiful pagoda that I planned to visit one day ...
