Just in case you don't know where we are...we started in Ho Chi Minh City in the south, boarded the Marguerite in My Tho, have just passed Phnom Penh on our way to Tonle Lake and Siem Reap and Angkor Wat.
The smell of wood burning fires, rain and mud, milling children...Chong Koh is another Cambodian village on an island in the Mekong River. Like Evergreen Island in Vietnam, this place reminds me of rural Mexico in the 60's.
The people fascinate me...so here a sampling of the ones who trailed after us in the village where we watched people at work in the cottage industries of weaving cotton and silk scarves.
This boy who looks like nine, is actually 15 years old. Many of the children were not in school that day...one child told me it was a holiday, but in fact they skipped school to help sell silk and cotton scarves..
The village has just come through the rainy season, when the island is flooded...all the walkways were still quite muddy...
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