Cambodia, Expat, Personal, Phnom Penh

Baby, it’s cold outside.


When I woke up this morning, I slipped into a silk blouse and debated between satin shorts or leather paneled leggings. I’m glad I went with the leggings because it’s a bone chilling 73 degrees Fahrenheit today with batches of what feels like sleet- but is only rain. I shivered on the back of the moto today on my way to work as pellets of rain splashed against my Ray Bans.

Yes, Washington friends, feel free to mentally face slap me with a gingerbread man.

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