Bump to baby on the beaten expat track
Pronounced plaiii-kwut!, these fruit are hard like rocks on the outside. They’re eaten whether or not they’re ripe. Our nanny Sopheap brought us some and they were so ripe they fragranced the entire house with a pungence the way durian and jackfruit do. It’s the kind of smell where it depends on your mood and health whether the pungence is acceptable! [Read more…] about Plai kvet for the intrepid palate
It’s the end of the rainy season, with a lot of storms north of us, so the rivers are bursting. Tuk tuks and motos are still going, but a lot of them are stalling out. These photos are from yesterday, when you can literally watch the water level rise because it’s happening so fast. And as I type I can hear the pouring rain in the night outside. Wonder what tomorrow will bring, but luckily the health centers where we’re working this week are relatively dry.
A note from the “infamous” KI-Media team:We would like to thank this anonymous contributor for his ingenious method to bypass the blocking in the Kingdom of Wonder…ful CENSURE.
Seemed like all restaurants we went to in Ratanakiri will serve any and all types of wild-caught meat. The more endangered it is, the greater the demand. But the most creative menu I found was at a restaurant in Kampot, where threatened species each had its own conservation poster hanging on the wall. Diners point at the posters to order that particular meat dish :-\
Sunset views from the east side of Boeung Kan Siang Lake, in Banlung, Ratanakiri, Cambodia. This side of the lake is where food stalls and mats are set up. It’s beautiful, sitting on the bank eating fertilized duck eggs — such peace and quiet with just the occasional ash wafting by from slash and burn practices (deforestation? shifting cultivation?). Photos by Keith Kelly.
You see the smoke from these burning fields practically everywhere you go in the province. I guess that makes for pretty sunsets..
