Cambodia, Expat, Personal, Travel, United States

Smashed.

Scene of the crime.

Scene of the crime.

You would think that after living overseas in a third world country I would have developed a thicker skin and to expect the unexpected, and if not that at least be comfortable doing things a bit out of the ordinary.

Evidently this isn’t the case.

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Cambodia, Expat, Phnom Penh, Travel, United States

Chapter x.

Rooftop sunrises in Phnom Penh

Eleven. That’s how many sets of twenty four hours I’ve been back on extraordinary Washington ground since I boarded my plane leaving Cambodia, looking back over my shoulder with tears in my eyes and anxiety battering through my chest.

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