I got into Battambang and checked in to a hotel, then hit the streets.
I walked through the market to the river, them south. I stopped and sat
with some monks. One of them spoke passable English so we talked of
their work, with HIV/AIDS relief.
I continued south to the Riverside Balcony, another very cool bar. It
is in the top floor of an old two story wooden building, looking out
over the river. Very atmospheric. I had a sandwich with my Angkor
Beer, but wanted more, so I walked back towards town and stopped in at
the Smokin' Pot, a little sidewalk restaurant serving Khmer food. There
I was served another beer and Chicken Lok-Lak by a 9 year old boy in a
coca-cola t-shirt, shorts and flip-flops. He performed his duties with
a serious professionalism that would have put many career waiters to
shame. The gecko on the wall next to me caught a fly, so we ate
together in companionable silence. a soft rain began to fall. The boy
noticed this and came over and stood next to me. "I think it will stop
soon", I said. "Soon stop", he agreed, and he stood there for a bit, in
the warm rain, listening to the drumming from the temple up the street.
I walked back through the night, to the hotel.
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