Cambodian weddings are loud. Really loud. Maybe not The Who in 1976 loud, but Khmers seem to have more than a passing interest in amplifier worship as a precursor to matrimonial bliss. Maximum volume yields maximum results.
Kansas, move over or shut up. Z observes that Cambodia is flatter, hotter, and more humid. Plus it boasts endless rice paddies and water buffalo that look like grade school boys with slicked-down hair parted in the middle. Take that Topeka!
There are indeed some things that my Southeast Asia phrasebook left out but from what I can gloss in Thai, Lao, and Khmer there is an exclamation that goes something close to, "White people! Quick. Cue up Bob Marley!" (Okay, maybe it's not an actual phrase, but actions speak louder than words. I like The Wailers as much as the next UCSC grad, but how many times can you hear "Three Little Birds" in a single day?)
Ginger/black sesame ice cream and air conditioning may go down as humanity's greatest contribution to tropical climes.
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Well, I have heard some men say that being deaf contributes to marital bliss... Women think the same thing but don't say it out loud.
ReplyDeleteThat sorbet sounds awesome. Too bad you can't mail me some.
Ah, so that's the goal of those blaring weddings -- make both parties deaf so they can embark on a life of quiet accord...
ReplyDeleteBack in dem bar-hoppin' days o' yore, Rob and I would step into a bar, and within 30 minutes, the music would suddenly change from classic rock to either Marvin Gaye or Will Smith. Rob would have much preferred a free beer, but oh well..
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