Day 85 - More rain, but no rain, no gain, right? RIGHT!

The dining area where I do most of my writing these days!

Day 85 - 16th September

So a quick noodle breakfast this morning and I was out the door.

We shot off to our project across town and were setting up in the rain. I am truly a believer in wet season now having witness so much rain. I thought it was just to signify when the rains came but boy have I been wrong.

The kids were full of energy and enjoyed the game of hopping between cones, as I gradually took more  away. Eventually, I had an army of kids behind me and just two in front. They both played a great game but as always there has to be just one winner.

We the taught them the lesson of the week and some kids grasped it quickly, others more slowly. Some not at all. One thing I'll always remember is from box four (Push Ups). The kids this thrusting their pelvis' into the floor is the way to do a push up and it just has me and DK in stitches.

After a slightly dryer end to the lesson, we headed off to our other project, over by the airport. This place has a big playing field so it's always fun. 

DK had to talk to the director about future sports arrangements so I took the lesson. The kids loved the warm ups, running up and down and jumping around. I then had them lined up in team A and B and they would run out in turns trying to catch the other team. DK suggested it as a good burner of energy. He wasn't wrong.

The lesson was cut short by . . . yep, more rain but we had most it anyway.

When I returned to Bou Savy, I had my Cup O Noodles and finished my admin tasks for Globalteer.

Afterwards, I headed over to teach DK more English. I tried him out reading for ten minutes so I could see what words he struggled with in some Grimm Fairy Tale books. I knew Gretel would get him!

We returned to the same NGO and DK coached the lesson of the week for them. Again the kids struggled with the push ups, all except the smallest kid. He is a foot shorter than the rest, about two years younger too but damn, can he nail a push up! Impressive stuff from a kid who normally comes to class dressed as Batman (Cape and Cowl included!) He's obviously serious about life as a crime fighter, and good on him.

By the time we were five minutes from Bou Savy, the rain was pouring again.

Please, let this be the one!

I made a quick stop at my favourite $1 noodle cart outside the hostel and then pitched up at. Table in the lobby / dining area to finish my script for the BBC drama submission.

And it's finished. All the hard work has paid off and now a quick edit and off it goes. 

So exciting times here in Siem Reap. Loving it more every day!

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Day 81 - Script Writing and relaxing

C'mon you reds!

Day 81 - 12th September

So Dan and Abigail got up to go to a mountain at 7am. Ha, suckers.

I still woke up early to have a noodle breakfast before I commenced work on my script for a TV drama which has to be submitted to the BBC by 24th September so lots of work was required.

Dan suddenly appeared and told me his tale of being hung over and not wanting to go to the mountain in such a state. I agreed it was probably a good idea, but told him he'd risked the chance of being on the end of Abigail's wrath. He didn't seem worried, in true Dan style.

We went to Charlie's Bar for a beer before heading to The Red Piano for lunch. I had a pepperoni pizza, trying to soak up my own beer from the night before before we headed back for Dan to take another nap.

Abigail reappeared and between us we convinced Dan she was annoyed at him. That was good fun, especially Dan just sat back and didn't even look bothered. A funny guy, that Dan - it's a Dan thing.

We enjoyed an Indian together before we all headed back. 

I was delighted to catch United beat Liverpool 3-1, more so because I won £100 in the process on a bet. A double delight!

After the game finished at 3am, I fell asleep, knowing I'd have be up early again in the morning for a trip to the fishing village at 9am. It's a tough old life.