noodle quest 2006

leaving sihanoukville was ASTONISHINGLY difficult. it was the ultimate in jewish goodbyes. it began two days before we left and went until we nearly missed our bus. unlike the jewish goodbye which extends at legnth towards various conversational tangents and repeated re-seating of one’s self on the couch before jumping up and annoucing it REALLY is time to leave, the cambodian goodbye showcases much more subversive methods in stalling whereby one party directly hinders the other party’s ability to leave by creating lies and elaborate scams. yesterday this included our friends telling us the wrong time from the moment we woke up until nearly 10 minutes before our bus left to kidnapping us to bars on the beach under the guise of going to the bank, in the middle of while we were tryign to pack. whew. but we got out. [read on]

mmmmmmmmm shellfish. on this beach women walk by with portable grils with fresh squid sizzling and platters of fried lobsters piled high. 2 grilled squid kabobs cost 40 cents and 5 small lobsters cost 1$. It reminds me a lot of some of the beaches i went to in northern brazil with the constant food parade passing by.
the bus to sihanoukville was minorly horendous. jess and i both felt sick. jess had the diah and i had bird flu so traveling was not that fun.
it’s not that i really think i have bird flu but i do have a bit of an upper respitory infection (cough, etc.) and i have panick attacks every time i eat eggs. I am 99.999999999% sure that you can’t get bird flu from eating bird stuffs, only from touch bird juices (i.e. saliva, bird piss)… can anyone confirm or deny this allegation? I really need to know. I think I am going to e-mail my helpul nurse friend Scott Newman at travel medical services in New York. [read on]