Two words.
Fish. Sauce.
I can't handle it y'all.
They eat it all the time but I can't bring myself to eat it.
It's really gross.
I can eat everything else!
Mint (tastes like cilantro)
*You would hate it Dad*
Water lily
Cucumber (sweeter than the ones back home)
Mango (crunchier and a lot starchier)
Onions
Garlic
Rice (all day everyday)
Banana flower (no idea how to describe it)
Pumpkin (different than our pumpkin, but delicious)
I can even eat the meat that is prepared
*not a lot of it, but I can eat it*
I just cannot do fish sauce.
I could eat it in it's beginning stages because all that it is is lime juice (they call it lemon), garlic, and salt *I think* and maybe one or two more things. But as soon as Sokhom's sister takes the bowl into the back as a clear liquid and brings it back as a black sauce... I. Am. Done.
I LOVE the food here though. It's the freshest food I've ever eaten. Nothing is prepackaged or full of preservatives. Everything is straight off the tree or out of the ground or off the stalk or out of an animal I guess.
Today was so much better than yesterday. I know I say this all the time, but love my class. I really do. They make me laugh 24/7. Today we discussed vegetables in the morning [they asked about them] and then we talked about different kinds of meat [which kinda led into animals] in the afternoon. It's so fun because I will say a vegetable or meat and they won't understand so I'll google a picture of it and they'll all cry out the Khmer word for it. I'll *attempt* to say the word in Khmer and then I'll say the English word and they'll *attempt* to say the English word back. It's a wonderful process and I was told today that I speak very good Khmer. I'm honored.
I'm proud to say that Sarah and I were invited to sit on the mat today. We were handed knives and shown how to peel waterlilies. By the end, we were pros. *kinda* We can't wait to come back and cook for all of our friends... It's a whole new way of cooking, that's for sure. We'll have to buy a mat first.
This afternoon, while we were resting back at our hotel before the afternoon session, there was a HUGE storm. Poor Sarah, she was trying to sleep because she hasn't been able to. The wind was shaking the windows so badly and the rain and thunder were so loud.
Rainy season. It's real too.
The children were as wonderful as ever. They are so funny, I can't get over it. Sokhom's niece's daughter's name is Cha Keon and she is PRECIOUS. She has been sitting in on my morning English class, since she only has school in the afternoon, and she is a better English speaker than a lot of those boys. During breaks she will come sit by us and ask "what is it" and point to different things. Once we tell her what it is, she tells us the Khmer word for it. I feel like we are going to be good friends.
I just want to give a quick shout out to Phillip Phillips for writing his song "Home." God absolutely spoke through good ol' Phill's words today. Seriously. This song was exactly what I needed. New trip theme song for sure.
Hold on to me as we go. As we roll down this unfamiliar road.
Just know you're not alone cause I'm gonna make this place you're home.
Settle down, it will all be clear.
Don't pay no mind to the demons, they fill you with fear.
The trouble, it might drag you down.
If you get lost, you can always be found.
Just know you're not alone.
I'm gonna make this place you're home.
Gosh.
Amen.
I love my barefooted friends here. God is so alive in them.
I can't wait to see where he leads me.
I can't wait to see how he makes this place my home.
So much love,
Cassie
Those white things are waterlilies. DELISH.
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