Monks, Life and Happy Pizza
Some of you may or may not know that I am fluent in Khmer. One of the days we were at Angkor, I ran into the old man you see about and shot the shit with him all day long.
What a wise old man he was. We talked about everything including where to find the “happy pizza” that we would eat the next day. He was a very cool monk.
I love taking photos here because the contrast of the Monk’s orange robes against the dark stone on the temples is amazing. We shot a ton of photos that day but I’m too lazy to load them all up, so here are two.
Oh… and I’m not really fluent in Khmer but he did speak enough English to direct us to the Happy Pizza.
That is another story.