Phun in Phnom Penh

We walked around the capitol, visiting many of the popular tourist spots.  There was another demonstration by supporters of the CNRP (Cambodian National Rescue Party), the opposition to the CPP (Cambodian People's Party).  Around 20,000 people showed up to protest the recent election results.  We were headed to a clinic to get some medicine for Cynthia, and ended up walking right into the heart of it because it was on the way.  As soon as we crossed the barricades,  three police officers approached us.
Police - "Where you go?"
Me - "The clinic."  I point to it on my map.
P - "Oh, hospital.  You go that way."  He points in the wrong direction.
M - "The clinic is on this street."  I point to the map again.
Two more police officers show up.  They all stare at the map in confusion.  It's clear they have no idea what street they are standing on.
P - "You go that way."
M - "No.  The clinic is right up here on THIS street."
I point to the map.
M - "See.  This is Norodom Street.  This is where we are.  We have to walk this way."
P - "Where you from?"
M - "The United States."  I smile as sweetly as I can.
P - "What your name?"
M - "Kerri."  I smile super cute.
P - "O.K.  You go that way.  Be careful."

They obviously didn't want us to go near the demonstration.  They were probably irritated that it wasn't time to take out their clubs and start whacking everyone.  Not surprisingly, the clinic ended up being closed anyway.

Our next stop was Wat Phnom.  A series of steps led up the hill to the temple.  The railing consisted of a long naga (snake with a large head with several faces).  This is very typical of Cambodian wats.   Inside the temple, there were dozens of Buddha statues in all positions, sitting, standing, reclining.  Masses of people were hanging around, many of them wore the orange bandana across their head, signifying they were CNRP supporters.  We realized this was part of the demonstration parade route.  The streets were closed, so thousands of protestors, including many monks, could march.  We talked to man holding a large Cambodian flag.  Cynthia asked him if he thought the demonstration would help.  He said, "I don't know.  Maybe." 

So far, I have found Cambodians to be very friendly and helpful.  They are quick to laugh and like to find the humor in any situation.  I find their spirit to be inspirational. 

We went to the Royal Palace.  It was so beautiful. 

This room had a giant Buddha footprint along with many Buddha statues.  There was a man inside who was a guard, but he ended up spending all his time pointing out all the best angles for photographs. I love Cambodians.