I’ve found a place of purity.
Where beautiful people live their daily lives with wide smiles and content. Where their genuine laughter is instantly contagious and their warmth arrests you.
A couple dozen miles from Phnom Penh, traversing muddy roads past shallow swamps, I found a sleepy little village where wooden canoes lined the shore of its lake and its children swam with reckless abandon in murky waters.
I found Krang Yaw.
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Thank you so much, Lola.
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Please be sure to show my blog and photos to all the gorgeous, single Swedish when you arrive in Stockholm. Ha!
Hi Lola! What a happy face in the picture. Children tend to be very shy but these children seem to exude happiness! Cheers!
Thanks! They certainly were a joy.