[5/7/2015 update: I fixed the videos for this post and the last post for better viewing.]
Me stirring the beginning stages of curry. The thing was FULL of curry by the end.
Ming Sokuntia Sunday right before her baptism.
I think this week could be best defined by curry, because curry is very common here. And we wanted to learn how to make it. It started because we visited a less active member's house and they gave us curry, and it was the best curry I had ever tasted. This curry tops any curry that a white person could ever make. I'm sorry to all of the white people that have made curry and thought it was good. Because it wasn't. You have to be Asian. That's the secret ingredient. But anyways, we asked this ming for all of her advice and tips and then we went and made some last Thursday, and it was so bad. Then on Friday morning we went to the church to help all the million women in our ward make curry together. Making curry is more of a party than a job when you make that much. Haha. We like stopped halfway through and ate food, (not curry lol) and then later we got some sugar cane juice, and all the while we were helping them, we were picking up on what they did to the curry and what ingredients they use and what proportions that we didn't. So now we have a better idea of how to do it, although we are still not Asian unfortunately. So we will never be able to create this perfect dish, but I will still try to taste it as much as possible.
A lake in Stung Meanchay
Missionary work is really hard--don't get me wrong. But that's the thing about missions, I think. They teach you that hard work can be fun.
The gate to the Killing Fields (which we visited Monday morning). Super sobering, but I just couldn't get over the fact that there were so many white people there.
One of the skulls that was inside of the monument at the Killing Fields. You can see how brutal Pol Pot's regime was just by looking at all the different ways these people died. It's insane--actually, he was insane.
A video of an electrical pole catching on fire. Super Cambodian, because even the owner of the shop like walked out and started laughing and pulled out his phone to take a video.