Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Photos!

Hi everyone! 

I have started uploading my photos to facebook. If you have an account, get on there and check them out! If not, it's easy to sign up - free, quick, and great for networking and keeping in touch with friends. You might be able to see my pictures without having an account, but I'm not sure. Just search my name and you should find my profile! 

:)

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Probably My Last Post

Alright everyone, we leave Bangkok for the US this Sunday at about 4:30 pm. We'll arrive in LA at about 8 pm... 4 hour flight!!! Nah, I wish, but this time we'll only have 2 flights as opposed to the 4 it took to get over here.

Yesterday we had quite a full touring day. We went on a canal tour (and got pretty ripped off), saw Wat Pho and the reclining Buddha, took about 500 cab rides for about $2 each (cheap cheap and gives us an air conditioned break from the heat -- which, is not even as bad as it was in Cambodia), had smoothies and lunch at the Oriental Hotel (marvelous!!! We thought about switching to that hotel, but figured we'd stay with our cheaper option), and had some dinner.

Today, we're going to get Thai massages, maybe lay by the pool, go to a Muay Thai boxing match, and then go clubbing. Should be a pretty fun evening. This leg of the trip has basically been pretty chill; we're going at our own schedule, not trying to fit too much in, but still seeing some of the major sights. It's been a really great trip, but at the same time, I am excited to come home. Thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with my travels, emailing me, praying for me, and offering support! See you and talk to you all soon!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Bangkok

On the 2nd and 3rd, we said goodbye to the group we had been with for the past 10 days and at 7:30 am, we left Cambodia for Bangkok. Having gone to Heart of Darkness until 3am the night before, we were not in prime traveling condition...

(Heart of Darkness is a Khmer nightclub with a seedy history. It is a hotspot for wealthy Khmer men, prostitutes, and foreigners. That combination--in the past--has often led to fights and shootings, usually between locals and foreigners. Good thing we all got patted down before entering...Actually, we initially went just to check it out--it's a pretty historical/well-known spot and we didn't want to leave without at least seeing it. We planned to simply drive by, but when we got there, it didn't look too bad and we decided to peek inside. Don't worry- it wasn't just a few girls going into this sketchy place alone. Morgan and I went with two of the American guys from Lynn University in Florida that we met earlier that day. They are traveling with a group of 20 as a part of a psychology and Buddhism course with some of their professor, and are also doing some social justice and aid work. As another side note to this side note, I haven't felt in danger at any time while being in Cambodia. Maybe it's the friendly people, maybe it's the fact that I have an American passport, or maybe it's that I'm about a foot taller than any Cambodian man out there--and probably outweigh most of them... Basically, I wasn't too worried, but it was nice to have some guys with us just in case. The guys actually got hit on more than we did... by guys. I guess Heart of Darkness has a reputation for having a lot of gay visitors... it was pretty funny. So to sum it up, they played good hip hop, we danced a lot, there was adequate air conditioning, numberous security guards, lots of foreigners, a few dirty white men schmoozing with tiny Khmer women, it was pretty clean, and it resembled a place we might go to at home, minus the commercial sex aspect. THE END... back to talking about Bangkok.)

Luckily the flight was under 2 hours. We got to our hotel took a nap and then set out to get a snack and explore a bit. Bangkok is very different from anything we saw in Cambodia. It's much more developed than any place we visited in Cambodia, which, at this point in the trip, is very refreshing. So, needing a day of recovery and leisure, we headed to a huge mall with the hope of seeing Sex and the City, the movie. The mall was huge! It was wonderful! There were floors and floors of great shopping (Mango, Zara, Guess, designers and designers and designers)--I only bought one small summer dress, don't worry--and a whole floor of neat food. We ate a bit of sushi and Thai soup, had some Thai iced tea, and wandered around in the airconditioned shopping superstore for about 4 hours until our movie started.

The movie was good... it's interesting to see how the writers would follow up such a long series. That's all I want to say so I don't give anything away. A few funny things about our Thai movie theater experience... There were 30 minutes of previews/commercials, the "long live the king song" played before the film (apparently they play it before all movies and everyone has to stand--it was interesting), Thai people think everything is funny and laughed a lot, and the sex scenes were censored (while Sex and the City is a bit graphic, it was pretty silly that any scene with sex in it was strategically blurred out). Another really interesting thing to see was the local fashion. People here (and especially those in the mall) have more money and dress pretty trendy (aside from the uniforms that anyone going to any kind of schooling has to wear). There was also a "premier party" sort of thing at the mall for the movie, so many people came very very dressed up. Needless to say, I felt pretty dirty-chic in my stained travel v-neck, worn jeans, dirty hair, and shiny face... hot.

Anyway, that's a bit about Bangkok so far. We're planning to see the Royal Palace, Royal Theater, take a trip through the canals on a river tour, and see a Muay Thai boxing fight. Since we don't have computers in our hotel, I might go do another update, but it won't be as often as it was while in Cambodia.

S-21

Lush grass and large plants decorate the grounds of what was once a predominant Cambodian high school. Taking a peek into the classrooms tells a different story. About 10 small classrooms are furnished with an iron bed, small iron bucket for excrement, and a large photograph of the murdered body that was found chained to that very bed back when the compound was liberated in 1979. Many stains decorate the small rooms and staircases, stains that appear to be from water damage or dirt... These stains, splatters, and large rusty brown patches are actually blood stains. As we look at the picture of the deceased victims and realize how many people were murdered there, the numerous blood stains and speckles greusomely make sense.

The other larger rooms display hundreds and hundreds of pictures of the victims who were killed. It is wrenching to see these images. The people look terrified, angry, unsure, and hopeless. There are women holding infants, toddlers, young chilren, men, the elderly, and even foreigners. It's too much to handle; every so often I must hide behind a display in order to regain composure.

S-21, or Tuol Sleng, was a prison the Khmer Rouge set up to detain individuals that opposed Angak, or Pol Pot. It served as one of the KR's most secretive offices and was used primarily for interrogating and executing anti-KR individuals (S-21 stands for Security Office 21).

S-21 was originally a high school. All of its classrooms were converted into prison cells, the windows were enclosed by iron bars and barbed wire, the larger rooms were divided into many .8m x 2m cells, and the 8m x 6m rooms were divided into mass prison cells.

In order to maintain security in such a large facility, the KR employed a large staff of 4 units to run the 4 branches of S-21. The number of workers totally 1,720 and within each unit, there were several sub-units composed of children from 10-15 years old. These children were selected and trained by the KR to work as guards and while many started out normal, they grew increasingly evil and cruel.

From 1975 to 1978, the prison is extimated to have held a total of 10,499 people, not including the number of children killed by the KR regime at S-21, which was estimated at 2,000. This reports also shows that in 1977 and 1978, the prison held anywhere from 1,200 to 1,500 prisoners at any time. The duration of imprisonment ranged from 2 to 4 months, though some important political figures were held between 6 and 7 months.

The museum also displays the torture tools used by the KR guards and soldiers, skulls of victims which exhibit unbelievable head injuries and damage, and numerous paintings by Van Nath, a well known Cambodian painter and former S-21 prisoner.

After visiting the museum, we took a trip to the killing fields where bus loads of people were taken to be executioned. We walked along narrow paths, around us, large holes--mass grave sites. In the center of the area is a large and beautiful monument that houses thousands of the skulls found buried nearby.

This day was hard. We still cannot even fathom the capacity for evil, how educated people (high ranking government during the time of the KR were basically the only people alive who had any education) could embody such creulty, that such horrors could be committed by so many people. The terrifying thing is that evil has potential in each of us. No one is susceptible to evil tendencies. Not to say that we would do this, but do we really know how we would act until that situation is presented? Many of the people that became soldiers for the Khmer Rouge did not support them politically, but were responding to the basic human need: survival. By going along with the Khmer Rouge, in whatever way they asked, people gained just a bit more time alive. This is NOT to say that what people did was at all justified, but just that it's not a certain type of person that does something like this. People aren't born evil, but we all have the capacity.

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Dinner.

Tonight... at dinner... I ate tarantula.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Cambodia Women's Crisis Center

Later in the afternoon (after we had cleaned the nasties off of our bodies) we visited CWCC. One of the directors, Vathany, gave us very helpful information (she was born in Cambodia but lived in Washington D.C. her whole life. She moved to Cambodia 4 months ago). While much of what she told us was new, a lot was information I have already posted... and I'm just getting a bit tired tonight to write a lot more.

Basically, I want to share about our time visiting with the women and their children. It was wonderful. The girls were so friendly (they took a little time to warm up to us) and playful. I am also still so amazed at how willing they are to share their stories (one girl told us about how she was raped by her step brother when she was 8. She is 12 now.) Other little girls (4 and 5 year old sisters) told me (in Khmer, with Chaunty translating) that their father was an alcoholic and beat them and their mother. Aside from these horrors, the people their seemed hopeful, healthy, and happy.

One thing I want to point out about CWCC is that they have set up a men's anger management program for the husbands of the wives in the shelter (those who are willing to attend). They have had great success with it. One man told them that he never knew that beating his wife and kids was wrong; it's what he saw all around him growing up. Now he knows that it is wrong and that he can talk with his family in a way that is not yelling and not angry. They are able to discuss feelings, plan for the future, and just communicate. It's these basic things that are so normal for us (like knowing what's right and wrong) that come as such a surprise when we see how different someone else's reality might be.

Trash

Today we visited an NGO called Aziza's Place which serves the children who live in the sqatter communities which have formed at the trash dump. The organization provides housing, food, medical care, education, and activities for these children 5 days a week; they go home to their families during the weekend. These people live in the dump, literally ontop of piles and piles of trash because, in some way, they make money there. People collect recyclables that can be redeemed and find any other crap that can be turned into some kind of source of income.

It was truly apalling. These people are living in garbage, piles of trash. All of our steps felt as if they were done on gymnastic mats because the trash that made up the ground below was so spongy. The odor at the dump/village reminded me of a pig stable, but with many more added aromas. Allison (one of the directors at Aziza's) told us that people have found corpses and open/used syringes there because the hospital uses that site to dump as well. It was quite a new experience. We left feeling the dirtiest we have ever felt. I cannot even begin to imagine living in a situation like that. The small make-shift huts we saw were swarming with flies, all the food we saw was similarly speckled black with insects, there were animals shuffling through the swampy trash, and chilren were playing all around--most without shoes, many without clothes. I have a pretty strong stomach, yet I had to fight my gag reflex quite a few times.

Here's an interesting experience that occurred right in the beginning of our trash village walk... We had to jump across a gooey trash/sludge pile in order to continue on our path (on the sides was just more sludge/trash). So, Michelle steps up to take a leap. She takes a step back in order to gain momentum and we hear a loud pop. I looked down and realized that what made the pop was a dead rat. A rat that she stepped on, causing the intestines to explode out of its body. Luckily only two people got rat goo on them and no one was too upset. I laughed.... yes, not the nicest thing (I apologized while laughing of course), but that's the second animal that we've experienced pop (back in Siem Reap we were chasing a frog in the road, and ended up chasing him into oncoming traffic. Of course he stopped right in the path of a moto and was splatted).

Anyway, it's really great that Aziza is reaching out to these children so that they can have better futures with education, hygiene, and nutrition. (I tried to post some pictures, but I think they were too big for the connection... and yes, I do have the one of the rat...)