We rose at 4:45 and put on our anti-mosquito uniforms. It remains counter intuitive to fully clad our appendages in the sweltering heat; we fight the desire to pull on a billowy sundress. Our destination is a half hour out of town at the Bakong Primary School. We all are a bit nervy as have no idea what to expect. The changes over the course of months of planning have left me wondering if it will even all come together. Details would change with every com...

We just landed but make time to squeeze in a home school field trip to a silk farm to see where silk comes from and how it is made. The farm is in Siem Reap set amongst a field of mulberry bushes in a series of wooden structures. The worms love the mulberry but would be eaten by birds if left in the fields so they live in the wooden buildings instead and the mulberry leaves are picked and brought to them. Isn't it often the case that thrifty people come ...

The purple plane and purple and gold vestiged flight attendants had my middle daughter take notice. The color of royalty has long been her passion. It clearly marked we were changing cultures- goodbye red lovin' Vietnam, hello purple Kingdom of Cambodia. Once we descended from the clouds it was clear the change had in fact happened. It was just 50 minutes ago we battled with thunderheads as we ascended to the skies- telltales of the approaching Vietn...