Kampong Kdey to Prei Kuk
Today day was filled with dusty roads, rural villages and a significant serving of determination. We began the morning with breakfast overlooking the idyllic 12th century Kampong Kdey Bridge. After dining in front of this ancient architectural structure, Sam set out on his bicycle.
Today’s ride took us past lively vignettes in the village of Khoum Damrey Slap: baths with water buffalos, rice farming, volleyball games and a most cinematic scene of village women and girls schnok-ing where they plunged fully clothed to the bottom of a muddy river, throwing down their nets and bamboo traps and, moments later, dredged-up their catch of trey phtok, a local freshwater fish. This all-women group flowed rapidly down river and we found ourselves racing to keep up with this delightful cacophony of laughing, catching, and swimming.
Today’s physical journey was a testament to Sam’s will and resolve; a mid-morning routing faux pas had Sam riding an additional 30km in oppressive midday heat. With temperatures high and a profound amount of dust on the road, Sam had to work hard for each kilometer. Resolute in his commitment to physically power himself the entire way,
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Sam pushed on until well after dark explaining, “What’s important is that I do the journey no matter what happens. Mistakes, incorrect [routes], it doesn’t matter. Not everyone can just jump in a car and go.“
Sam was unwavering in his commitment to the students of Sala Bai Hotel & Restaurant School and is determined that this race help fundraise for their program. He was on the road today for 140km over the course of 13 hours. It was a powerful thing to behold.
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Did you miss our previous posts? Read the first and second installments of Sam's adventure.
- Meghan Shea
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