tumbleweed

this week has been great.
wednesday night a guy called dave from the usa came round for dinner. he works for some charity but is quite involved with the elim church and youth programe. they play football at least 3 times a week. so straight after dinner i jumped on his moto and we went to young life centre which is basically a youth centre where they do a bunch of outreach. they have about 60 regular khmer people coming to young life. so we played football in their yard which is slightly smaller than a tennis court. 3 a side. with this small wicker ball that looks abit like tumbleweed and is really bouncy. then play the winner stays on. it was the most fun ive had sinse being here. not only did i lose my bodyweight in sweat but it was real aggressive male bonding. plus there were a bunch of white expats my age there.
i met this guy jonny who is from northern ireland and is here for 3 months before going to kosovo. then two more kiwis called mark and justin. i couldnt believe it but these guys were the best out of all of us...and their from new zealand. apparently new zealand were in the world cup once but didnt score any goals. (at the end of the game this big fat khmer guy called sopy took of his shirt and wringed it out on the floor...there was litterally a pool of sweat. it was flowing like milk and honey. ughhh...)
...as you can imagine this was a really great thing to do (the football). ive had alot of independance since moving out and im really glad i did. plus haveing bob and mary with us has been fantastic, they are soo wise and full of knowledge about different weather patterns....long story.

my language is getting better. im going to start taking weekly lessons at this school near the market hopefully. these only cost about $3/4 for an hour so its well worth it. steve was quite impressed today when i sang one of the khmer songs at the practice. i could be alot more disciplined about it though so im really going to knuckle down.

i havent heard from the family in india yet. although mum sent a text saying their taxi driver had a death wish. i cant wait for them to see the traffic here.

another great thing about being with kerry is her tuk-tuk. she said she would show me how to work it then i can borrow it whenever i want. so if abyone comes to visit i might pick them up in the tuk-tuk. its pretty cool. i wish you could get one and take it back to england. although apparently they started a tuk-tuk service in brighton...

so life here is good. for the first time this week i actually realised that i could live here permantely and would be happy. but im not sure if that is what is going to happen so dont place any bets yet.

living in a pool of sweat.
Ben.