Zen and the art of crossing the street

With a cautious driver the journey from Phnom Penh to Battambang* by mini van may not seem one for the faint-hearted.

With a daring driver perhaps not a journey to be undertaken by anyone with plans. Yet the apparent chaos has its own order and a total absence of arrogance. I suspect road rage is not experienced much here.

It was charming seeing young children gleefully playing a kind of slip’n slide mud soccer in the downpour. But a modern red coach parked askew on the roadside with the smashed-in driver’s side was an exclamation mark not be be ignored.

After a while you adapt to crossing a street. What seems at first like a kamikaze dive gives way to a zen-like trust in the traffic to flow around you as you move trustingly into the stream.

*edited due to sneaky autocorrect!


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