I'm on the train to Aranya Prathet. Class 3 & yesterday's air-con ride does have its difference. While we could relax in yesterday's comforts, it was back to the barest necessities when we reached today's train. Standing space. Nothing more, a lot of things very much less.
It has really brought me back to the days in Phayao, where the people were content with their lives, where the next human want did not exist. We saw a peaceful community, content to load their belongings on a train back home, presumably after their new year (Songkran) festivities. Elderly folks, content to lug heavy bags of vegetables onto a long haul trip, chatting amongst themselves above the din of the locomotive. There even was a guy chatting up one girl right in front of us! I wonder if Singapore would ever have such a scene on her MRT.
Khok Makok station reached @ 0930. We have a long journey ahead, and more uncertainty & fun as we draw nearer to the unknown - Cambodia beckons.
lip
ranting
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