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There was a little hiking that needed to be done in the slum area of Pnom Penh where we were on a short-term mission trip this weekend. Had to hike from the church to the soccer field via some old tracks.

Even though we were in the middle of the Cambodian countryside, many kilometers from the nearest town, an ice cream motorcycle came along. Of course the kids wanted us to buy them ice cream, and we obliged. It was hard to eat it before it melted!

American kids (mine and our friends') and Cambodian kids (orphans we went to visit at my colleague's ministry center) hiking around the rice fields in Cambodia this weekend. They don't speak each other's language, but managed to enjoy each other's company all day long.

This is rural Cambodia. My family and I went here this weekend to visit kids at an orphanage that a fellow teacher started up 5 years ago. There is a actually a site right in Bangkok, Thailand, near where we live that helps children of Cambodian and Burmese constructions workers, and we visited the local centers in Cambodia itself. It was just an hour or so flight from Bangkok, and really the countryside wasn't that much different from the parts of rural Thailand that I've been to, but there is so much more poverty in Cambodia. Cambodia is a third world country, while Bangkok is considered a first world city in a second world country, and boy could I tell the difference! I had a lot to think about, especially after just having read Renee's recent thoughtful post about Walking Each Other Home.

Like many north Americans, I have had an obsession with Tiny Houses during the last 5 or so years. I thought they'd be a fabulous way to downsize. I can picture hubby and I in one after the kids are grown, maybe in Idaho. After moving to southeast Asia, I realized many people live in them not by choice. I have seen all sorts of creative "tiny homes" in Bangkok and outside of Bangkok. Living in a packing crate isn't new, apparently, but decorating them so they star in magazines back in the states is. In the tiny homes I see here, there may or may not be furniture in them, and there may or may not be running water or electricity available. In THESE tiny houses - there are actually two here - there is no electricity nor running water. But they haven't rigged it with solar, nor do they have any fancy rain catchment system. They definitely didn't order home decor from Amazon. They live here in rural Cambodia in total poverty, walking their three cattle around to feed, tending to rice paddies around them. I love how the house in the back has some accent paint color. Maybe I will copy it some day in my own tiny house! Wish I could have gotten closer, but a lady was out with her daughter and some cattle, so I felt awkward doing that.

You don't need to go too far outside of Bangkok to see the lushness of central Thailand. This was the setting for our family end-of-summer trip to an awesome water park. The outdoor adventurer in me struggles with living in a large city (14 million people!) in a developing country with mildewy concrete buildings everywhere. Any chance I have to get out, my eyes feast on the green. It's nice when the man-made places, like the waterpark, maintain the natural environment around them rather than just build eyesore after eyesore leaving a mess in its wake. Next to this waterpark is also a winery and grape juice farm - next time we'll plan to tour it!

Back in the urban jungle of Bangkok. Today's outdoors activity was a walk at Benjakatti Park. It has a separate bike track I will definitely use in the future. It isn't too close to our house though.

The tides in the New Minas Basin are the highest in the world. Wolfville, Hantsport, Windsor and other communities show-case this phenomena with tide-rafting tours, mud-slides - adventures we may explore another time! https://www.wolfville.ca/the-bay-of-fundy-and-the-highest-tides-in-the-world.html

The drive to where we began and ended our 3-day cycle was less than two hours from home, on the west side of Nova Scotia. The sloping fields and Cape Blomidon headland extending into the New Minas Basin are a striking contrast to the south-eastern shore where we live.

Day 3 - a shorter ride beginning in Port William, looping up through Canning, and Kingsport. Heading up to Fox Hill Cheese for a pre-lunch gelato stop, @hammerhead and friend Paul pulled off for a photo stop that looks more like South America than a Maritime countryside! https://www.strava.com/activities/1072072635 (strava info and photo thanks to cycling parter Janice).