Well the day finally came and it was time to say goodbye to Canada and hello to Cambodia.....but not until after 3 planes, 4 airports, 4 bags, 1 overweight bag, 1 too many carry-ons, and 24 hours of travel.
December 19th was departure day, and it was a day I was both anticipating and dreading. Saying goodbye to my parents was one of the most difficult things I had to do, and it nearly broke me. It is never easy to separate yourself from your family by traveling half way across the world, especially when you have such an incredible family like the one I have been given. After having said goodbye the adrenaline kicked in and I was in travel mode. I am a very queasy plane traveller so I have accumulated a very focused traveling persona, one which involves no talking and lots of deep breathing to prevent any excessive sickness. My first flight took me from Kamloops to Vancouver. When I arrived in Vancouver I trekked the airport to arrive at my next gate. Upon getting to my gate I was told I was not allowed my two carry-on bags (a small wheely and backpack) and so I had to last minute check my wheely bag. This was not a huge inconvenience however I had things in my carry-on which I then had to transfer to my backpack making it burst at the seems. The lady at the counter was exceptionally nice about it and waved the additional fee. I then boarded my flight to find that a little old lady was in my seat, she kindly moved into the middle to free up my seat, however that seat was not hers either. Three seats later I am hoping she finally found her correct seat. I was fortunate to have a window and a gentleman was next to me in the middle seat, and a young lady on the aisle. Neither of which spoke any english but that was fine with me as my travel persona does not account for chit-chatters. After being fed dinner, beef and rice, I was happily knocked out by some pharmaceuticals. I awoke after 7 of the 12 growling hours. I attempted to get my personal tv to work but the buttons did not co-inside with the tv function so eventually I gave up and resorted to reading and watching my neighbours tv without any sound. Breakfast was served right before landing, our options consisted of mushed rice goulash, or an omelette with sausage and potato fries...guess which one I chose?!! We landed in Taipei and I proceeded to wander around the airport which was decorated differently at every gate. One gate was jungle themed, another was like a movie theatre, one had a library where you could take free books in place of one you wanted to leave behind. Honestly up until this point time had flown by, but the remainder of my layover in Taipei felt like an eternity. No one spoke english so I was incapable of eavesdropping to pass the time and I was anxious to reach my final destination for both fear and excitement as to what awaited me. My last flight from Taipei to Phnom Penh was the worst of them all. Not because I did not have a good seat, I had an entire row to myself! And not because people weren't friendly, a little girl and her mother sat across the aisle from me and where very friendly. But the flight was so rocky and the sun was on my side so the heat was excruciating! I was deep breathing like a pregnant lady in labour! I thought for sure I was going to be sick but I willed myself not to smell like throw up before meeting my employer! I made it off the plane in a daze and was then bombarded by the Cambodian customs madness. Holy moly do not come here if you do not like small confined spaces with lots of body heat and people yelling. I sidled up to an American couple and clutched on for dear life in order to get through the craziness. 37 dollars later, and the wrong visa I emerged on the other side. I collected my bags (which were all there thank goodness) and loaded them onto a cart. For the life of me though that cart would not budge so with all my body weight, sweating in places I never thought I could sweat I forced that cart forward on unpinning wheels. My employer Virak approached me right away once I was outside and he graciously took the cart from me, and what do you know he pushed down on the handle releasing the brake and the cart soared easily for him!! I must have looked hot and sick because he placed me inside the car with the air-conditioning on and then proceeded to load my bags. Things began to go more smoothly after that, I got to see the school right away, and he took me to lunch at a westernized cafe, he took me grocery shopping and finally brought me to my apartment which was beautifully set up for my arrival. Although it was only 2pm I settled in for the night by calling home to inform my family I was safe and sound. (I obviously didn't inform them soon enough though because my mother had already emailed my employer three times wondering where I was!) The rest of the night was spent unpacking and getting organized for the following day as I was to be picked up at 7:30 am.
Well Cambodia thanks for having me thus far!
The school from the front gate.
The canteen where the kids will put their backpacks and shoes and eat breakfast, lunch, and snack. On the left is the directors office and one classroom, the far door in the right corner on the back wall leads to the kitchen, and then on the right between the gap in the lockers there is a hallway that leads to two classrooms, a library, a music room, and the bathrooms.
one of the classrooms
my classroom
the unfinished library
door leading to music room
looking back down the hallway towards the canteen
closer look at the cubbies in the canteen
the front office by the entrance gate
kitchen right as you walk in the front door
looking from the front door into the living room
in the living room looking back at the front door
bathroom which is behind the kitchen
guest bedroom for all of you who plan to visit me :)
closer look at the bathroom. The toilet is around the corner to the left
living room and my bedroom
my bedroom