greedy
i am greedy for cambodia – the sights, the landscape, the people. i want to gobble it up with my eyes. like being in the first throes of love, i can’t get enough. because there is something which beats at the heart of this country which resonates within my own. the pride, the bittersweet history, the purple mountains and emerald fields and red earth – they all combine to become something almost painfully beautiful, by turns exquisitely sad and stunning, haunting and spiritual in this land of kings and gods. a warmth emanating from both the people and places which makes me want to soak it up like a sponge, drink it in. where so many have so little, it is the warmth that carries through – and i just can’t get enough.
if only we had more time.
