fithly rich, in a filthy place
I only have 10 min so this has to be quick...I can't explain cambodia to you with words, you will have to see the pictures..basically their is trash everywhere, and people everywhere. Here i am like a king, and i am the rich. everywhere i go i am eatign and staying at the fancy places, and im hating every minuite of it. the people here think that they are nothing compared to us, they hide there faces, and are ashamed. The smell here is the most foul thing ever. you can smell trash, sewer, drying meat, and incense.The streets are chaos, and dangerouse. I have never been htis afraid of simply walking or being in an area. Everythign is dirty and extreamly unsanitary. I hate bein here and definatly want to come home, but you never learn any lessons if you don't stiuck with it....this place sucks, thats all i can say. I saw a kid sleeping on the edge of the side walk, sprawled out a dirty, with an extreamly week breath, i probably witnessed a kid dying.
I can't explain this place at all, its a hell hole!!
If eaten lots of crazy things, like chickens feet, and deep fried mountin spider(looks just like a teranchula) Its an adventure, but im not realy enjoying it, it sucks here..it sucks...it sucks...it sucks!! I hate drivign around in a huge bus with a ton of white chicks. nothign says where rich and your not like that. Everywhere we go where treated liek royalty..i hate it....i wish i could have done this trip with like three peopole. instead it justr looks like we are flaunting our money with our huge group of extreamly nicely dressed studetns. man this sucks....i hate making them feel worthless...i hate whats gogin on here, and i hate how these people have to live. We are so privlaged!!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Mike Willis @ 10:20 PM
2 Comments:
wow, mike, that sounds like quite a tough place to be, and like that would be a hard way to see it (traveling like that with all those people).
hearing your description of this stuff makes my heart ache. i love your sensitivity to people. i think seeing people living in those kinds of conditions can break us and move us to live differently.
i remember being in honduras feeling similar things you described, and i know it changed me forever in some huge ways.
anyway, i'm praying for you bro... that God would help you process that stuff and really grasp what He wants you to grasp there.
Hey Mikey! i just figured i would read this and see how ur trip was going. And wow, I cannot even imagine seeing what you've been seeing, which i guess just proves how dessensitized we as a nation have become to it.
But I'm praying for you, and I hope God shows you what he wants you to see on the rest of your trip.
I'll see ya soon.
-Abby
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