A lot has happened this past week. I ate dinner in a brothel, walked in a landmine field, and started lesson planning training.

Completely by accident, last Tuesday on our last visit to Takeo, five of us went out to dinner. No big, just looking for some rice, pork, and beer. Right across the street from our guest house was a river side establishment that was vacant and actually sat on the water. After a long day of traveling and lectures we really just wanted something close by, so we ventured in and sat down at the farthest table from the door, and closest to the water, and most importantly the breeze. Immediately there were five female servers for five guests. Promptly beer was served and we placed our orders. At this point we just assumed that it was a slow night and that the girls were bored, so one server per guest did not seem suspicious. Following taking our orders they did not leave us though. So Terry, the redhead from Wisconsin, started to ask the girls questions in his limited Khmer. We all followed suite. Unfortunately at this point in our training the only questions that we knew well were, “What is your name?”, and “What is your age?” Obviously two questions that were posed innocently enough, but inadvertently triggered strange responses from our servers that would have even made Chris Hansson blush. My server started rubbing the back of my neck. Across the table the other servers started tweaking Christian’s and Terry’s nipples and Ryan and Nick were made to flex their biceps. Very quickly we realized that the girls were trying to bait us and we couldn’t figure out what to do. Fortunately other PCTs came in and sat down to order food. Long story short the food was great, no sex was bought, and the hookers were pissed off all night because they had to serve food. Hopefully I can update with stories about the mine field. Until then Lee-hi!

Oh, and if you wan to send me mail/ care packages, here is the address. Thanks for your support!

Ben Kubaryk PCT
Peace Coprs
PO Box 2453
Phnom Penh 3, Cambodia