Angkor ’94 – lost temples of Cambodia
It was a crazy and dangerous time with the Khmer Rouge guerrillas still active and killing people – including 7 foreigners – back then; the temples were empty and silent and alittle spooky, monsoonal afternoons, birds, occasional gunfire – it was still mined and soldiers, checkpoints, tanks around as decades of war surrounded the temples, and in the hills were the KR.
The killing of a country – Phnom Penh #2, Cambodia
June 1994 | Tonight, as I rest on my bed and write, I feel uneasy, still queasy, you see, I’ve several reasons for feeling sick. Earlier I’d bought a hard-boiled egg from a street vendor. I sat on a stool beside her bucket as she cracked the shell, then handed [...]
City under shadow – Phnom Penh, Cambodia
June 1994 | From the balcony of this run-down hotel I gaze along the street to where the pace of life is slow, calm, nonchalant – as dense, creeping grey slowly smothers the sun and sky. Another monsoonal rain-rage shadows the city, threatening to spill. For an hour I’ve watched [...]


