Some blog posts, reflect some of our days: they are boring. There’s not much to do in Takeo on the weekends, and we relished the downtime. We slept in, we watched movies, we sat at the only cafe in town and sipped iced coffee and worked on our blogs, and then we got caught in a torrential downpour. “Jake said to bike in the middle of the road at night,” Andrew warned me before we set off for the volunteer center after going out to get Cambodian take out for dinner. “Why?” I asked. “He said you never know what’s going to jump out at you when it’s dark. He said he has killed a bunch of snakes.”
