Thaipusam

After two hours of walking alongside this pilgrim,

I was able to watch him perform the Val Kavadi: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kavadi_Aattam

Little India, Singapore

The Middle of Some Where

Finding myself in places like is why I ride.

Somewhere in Cambodia

Cow Poke

Get on motorcycle with no idea where here and there are. Ride into the wind on roads that lead to places you've never been.

Stop and drink a fresh coconut, while watching pony carts trot down the road.

Turn down a dirt road, fly through a corn fields, then wipe out in the mud. Chase chickens and children up the road and you will finally find there.

Angkor Jam

With over a million people visiting Angkor Wat every year there is bound to be some traffic. Luckily our Tut tut Driver was willing to weave in and out of traffic to get ahead of the pack. Unfortunately a police officer was none to impressed with his driving and tried to make us wait. Our drivers response, weave around the police officer.

Angkor Wat, Cambodia 

Siem Rep Market

This is the Old Market located in downtown Siem Reap, Cambodia.

T-shirt Sir?

It had been a long hot day at Angkor Wat and our driver was not c0-operating. You see when Pat and I had booked a Tut Tut tour of Angkor he and I had assumed the tour of the floating village was included in the price. That as it turned out was not the case. So as I tried to convince our driver to take us to another temple, a crowed of peddlers descended upon our Tut Tut like a hoard of hungry zombies.

As the crowd grew larger, my conversation with the driver went something like this:
Me, "So I would like to go here."
Driver, "No that is to far."
Peddler, "T-shirt sir?"
Me, "No thank you. Come on, look at the map, its not that far?"
Driver, "No no too far."
Peddler, "T-shirt sir?"
Me, "No! Alright how about..."
Peddler, "T-shirt sir."
Me, "Uhhh come on lady."
Driver, "No, No I cannot go there either."
Me, "Well then how about we drive to the bank of the lake?"
Peddler, "T-shirt sir?"
Me, "Are you kidding me?"
Driver, "OK I can go there."
Me, "Thank god can we leave now?"
Peddler, "T-shirt sir?"
Driver, "OK."
Peddler, T-shirt sir?"

In the mean time unkown to us till that evening, Pat had been pick-pocketed by a mother and son team using the damn t-shirt lady as a distraction.