This season has its distinct advantages. For example, low power bills. That would be because it is pretty regular to not have any. We actually are doing OK on this side of town. Mark and Jo wisely got an aircon installed in their lounge about 10 days ago.. The day of installation marked the day of their daily power cuts, often kicking in 8am to 4.30pm. They are really pleased with their aircon. They say that it looks very nice.
This is also the season of Khmer New Year. Phnom Penh has been emptying steadily this week, with the real exodus happening after work today. Zillions of people head to the provinces for the week.
The lead-up to Khmer New Year is party time. Remember, bigger and louder is always better out here. We have some folk a street away who have, I believed, hired their sound-gear from Parachute Music Festival. Their stack of speakers has been wound up to distortion level and released over our neighbourhood 4x this last week. I called in to say 'g'day' on night 3. I used my very best Khmer to explain the situation. Unfortunately, my well chosen words, together with the skin on my face, kind of peeled away under the power of watts beyond measure. The dozen or so boys did not look too friendly tho'. Happily I could not see any machetes lying around.
Which brings us back to power cuts. Oh happy day (or happy night, as the case was) to come back from a prayer meeting Tuesday night to dark streets; a torch silhouetting the Parachute Stack and not a Makarina to be heard.
No comments:
Post a Comment