Touchdown...

I've been in Phnom Penh for probably a little over an hour. I'm set up in my hotel room (aka my home for the next 2 weeks at least) and I've got an internet connection for as long as my battery lasts (I still need to purchase an adapter for these crazy Cambodian plugs). The flight went quite well considering how long it took, and everything has been relatively uneventful. It's been a long day and I'm at that point where jetlag runs right into sensory overload and I wouldn't want to make any comments yet about my impressions of the city. I'm just going to leave it at that and put in some posts after I've been able to get some rest and meet up with a couple of friends to see the city.

Back when I did my semester in London I spent a weekend by myself in Nice, France. I remember thinking how crazy it felt that I didn't know a single other person in the entire country. It kind of makes me laugh considering the current situation, just like it will make me laugh in a few weeks when I think about how I experienced "culture shock" in London (oooohhhh, she said 'cheers' instead of 'thanks', brave new world!). Anyway, more to come as I have something more coherent to say.

I'll leave you with this last comment. My hotel room has cable and HBO; when I came in Gigli was on (or a clip of it), and promptly after that the Wayans' Bros. abomination "Little Man" came on. Don't ever think Bush/Iraq is the only reason the rest of the world has the opinion of us they do. That would certainly make for an interesting masters thesis: the relationship between horrendous movies and international conflict resolution...