I enjoy my morning breakfast. I sit on the balcony, surrounded by green leaves. My golden chain tree is going through another process; the long green beans are now turning brown.
I wish I knew where the ants come from. Mine are minute and very fast. Every day they appear from somewhere different and scamper over various areas in the kitchen. Recently, Cina gave me a plant that is growing in water. For some strange reason the ants have decided it's a lovely environment in which to live. They scamper up and down the plant and over the surface of the glass and I have no clue what they are doing. I have to change the water regularly because I've noticed mosquitoes are laying their eggs in the water. Maybe I need to get a fish!
Srun and Sopheak came from the travel office for their daily one hour English class. Srun knows a fair amount of English. I'm not sure about Sopheak; he tends to giggle a lot and always looks at Srun for help. I thought I'd introduce them to my blog but it was a hard job getting them to understand. I showed them what it was, suggested they could use it to help with their reading, but when I asked if they wanted it or not, they both giggled. I told them they only had to add their email address, and that got more giggles. I then asked an important question, "Do you have an email address?" They didn't, so that was that.
Plastic doesn't fare well in this part of the world. I suppose the extreme heat has something to do with it. This morning I discovered water squirting merrily away from the tap servicing my washing machine. I turned off the water and saw that the tap and fittings were all cracked. I gave Srun the pieces to take over to the office and within half an hour I had a new tap. It reminded me of the plumbing work at the farm where a new shower was installed in the basement; it took weeks to have the job completed. Here, I've not noticed anyone making a booking to have anything done; you just go and the job always gets done.
I nodded off at 4.30pm, after my cup of tea. A while later I woke up and found Samnang sitting reading a recipe book. He takes great pride on being able to let himself in without my noticing. He was a bit fed up when I told him I was having left over food and so no cooking was needed. I don't like throwing food away so I decided to water down the peppery concoction he'd made and to have it as a soup. It was still fiery but now it's gone I'm hoping I won't have it repeated. His Chinese class are on hold until December so it looks as if I'll be having his company, and arguments about meals, for a while.
I'm glued to the US mid-term elections on YouTube. I can't get my head around the negativity. I listen to people I believe to be sane commentators, such as Don Lemon, Chris Cuomo and Rachel Maddox but, when I read the comments it's amazing the names they get called by right wing people. With so many people supporting Trump I wonder about the American education system - does it make an effort to create citizens who are open and fair minded?
I'm glad I'm in Cambodia as I haven't a clue what people are saying and I never watch anything involving the Prime Minister. I know corruption is everywhere and that it's dangerous to open one's mouth and criticise anyone, so I do what others do and I simply carry on with my daily life - it's much easier.
