Who'd a thunk it?...Cambodia has a king too! Well, the guy died...3 months ago! So on Monday, they are going to set this guy on fire for everyone to see! Tomorrow they are going to parade him all around Phnom Penh...on tv and everything. That's kind of exciting, but first I gotta show ya this...
...so we were out for dinner, and the waiter took our pic...Cassandra looks fabulous, I look like I'm taking a dump!...oh wait, maybe I was! Never mind...this whole king thing is really getting irritating...I don't like anyone getting more attention than me! So the internet was out last night and I couldn't post...did you miss me? Even though I am still on my death bed, Cassandra insisted we go for a short walk...about 30km...in the 35C or 95F heat...I think she wants to kill me. Off we went...saw a big temple...
...where I saw this young girl...
...and this mini shrine that looked like a birdhouse...
...after the temple, we went on the walking tour some more. Here is a nice hotel we aren't staying at....
...and the pool we can't swim in...
...and the front lobby had this really nice foyer...after this photo, they threw us out.
...I explained to the doorman that I was important...have 3 followers on my blog...he spit on my sandal. Well, how 'bout that big building over there!
...I think it's about 50-60 stories...and the diving board has bamboo scaffold!
Cassandra needed a market fix, so we made our way to "the old market"...a giant dome...
...the inside was kind of cool...
...outside we saw a strange sight...
...and this nice rose...
...and some other nice flowers at a temple...
...and some nice roof details on the temple...
...we got back to the river where we stay, and there was Cassandra posing...
...and these two best friends going for a walk...
...time for a quick beer...met this guy from Scotland...
...and saw this monk making a call to his bookie...
...the sun was setting...
...oh ya...that dead guy...this is the front gate to his house...it's not bad...
...and this is his house in Vegas!
...our house looked like that for Christmas...no big deal.
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The King is dead. Long live the King! King Corona that is. The jobs open and we think you should apply for it. Send them your resume. Wait..better not. Just tell them...free beer for everyone, your middle name is Mohammed, you will deport all Russian immigrants, you are a founding member of the First Nations' Dang Wangi tribe, one of you friends is a Buddist, you are taller than everyone, you have all of your teeth (kings in waiting can lie just like a politician), you will reduce the size of you harem to 2000 or so, and most importantly you are well qualified as an elder.
ReplyDeleteKING CORONA...doesn't that sound a lot better than just plain mister?
By the way, your picture of those motorbikes humping that Daiwoo pickup truck is informative. We have always wondered where those three wheeled vehicules they use over there came from!
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I told the doorman how important I was...he spit on my sandal! I think I will send out a press release explaining all the advantages to me being the REAL king...you're right...I'm gunna do it!!! Maybe I should have a drink first...ya!
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