Angkor Wat

The day after Christmas, I taught another lesson to a fifth grade class. Kate taught with me, and we had a translator. That afternoon, we all met our buddies for the field trip to Angkor Wat the following day. My buddy is named Sa Meuy. It was a bit of a challenge because neither of us could speak the other’s language. But she is a cute girl, and seemed nice. I won’t put her picture on the internet, but I’d be happy to send it to you if you’d like to see her.
So early the next morning, we headed out to see Angkor Wat. It is the most famous temple in Cambodia, and therefore the most crowded. It is very beautiful, but not my most favorite. But on my entire trip, the scariest thing happened to me there. As we walked through the corridors, a small crowd of people gathered through one of the doorways. We peeked through and saw a cute little monkey. I was a little worried because he was eating a small straw. I thought he might swallow it and choke or something. But then this sweet adorable monkey popped the plastic straw part off to reveal a huge syringe! This monkey now had a three-inch needle sticking out of his mouth! Everyone immediately backed away, except one stupid American guy who tried to take it away from him. I don’t know what happened after that because I quickly vacated the area. I had no desire to get stabbed by a rabid monkey wielding a syringe.
The rest of the temple was pretty uneventful. Beautiful, though.