With dirty feet and dry heat, I’m back home in Phnom Penh. I missed it here. Everything that is so familiar, yet so distinct from where I’ve been in the past month, has reinforced what I understand Cambodia to be. Poverty, corruption and lack of social services sits in large contrast with Singapore and Malaysia. (I never made it to Indonesia, after the conscious decision to further explore Borneo island).
From the bus ride past the Malaysian border into Melacca to the final few days in culturally-rich Miri, I was constantly reminded of Canada. Continue reading “Malaysia: beauty and hypocrisies”