
While waiting in the tuk-tuk for my wife to exit from the market in Pramaoy I decided to hold the camera steady and take pictures of the action passing by.
The Real Cambodia 🚛

Most Cambodians live a life outside urban areas, and this country is still very agricultural. Pramaoy is the nearest "town" with a "market," but still a 45km drive for us, so it's usually once a week we visit here, the place where we rented a room for 6 months while we scouted for affordable on the outer reaches of Cambodian civilization.

Monkey-B needed a tooth extraction from an unlicensed dentist, we needed some veggies, and although we'd normally wait until the weekend, Monkey-B's tooth hurt so bad that she wanted to go ASAP. The market entrance had a rope up on this day to prevent things larger than motos from entering, so we weren't able to drive down and load the tuk-tuk as usual.
Content Doesn't Have To Be Complicated 🤷♂️

While waiting in the tuk-tuk with Monkey-B I decided to snap shots from a fixed angle while locals passed by on motos and bicycles. There was only a one second window for shots, so many of them didn't turn out well, but the ones that did were very interesting images. I think Cambodians are their truest selves in the morning on the way to and from the market, especially where fashion is concerned.

High-heels and silk Mickey Mouse pajamas, scrubs mixed with camouflage, all kinds of interesting fashion statements were being made, and unless you've been living under a rock you'd know that rayon is king of Cambodian fabrics.
Natural Shots Are Hard 📸

Usually it's hard for me to get natural shots of the Cambodian public, mostly because I'm a foreign ginger with a beard and turban, and this alone is enough to make most people that don't personally know stare at me for up to 30 seconds without breaking eye contact. This used to be completely awkward years ago, but I've learned to embrace the stare and hold the gaze until the starer gives up.

When I am stationary for several minutes, the people in the vicinity eventually lose interest in me, and if I stay hidden enough I can actually capture natural images. The guy in the thumbnail was parked when I arrived, and had been staring at me for about 20 minutes when he departed. I was surprised he was able to drive straight without ever once looking at the alley.
A Few Last Errands 🛍️

Pov returned with a light haul because this was a mid-week trip, so we weren't completely out of produce yet. With our market trip complete and the dentistry done, we stopped at the 2,500 riel store to grab some clothing for my in-law construction crew.

I was very tempted by these denim leg sheathes adorned with powerful English words and phrases such as "Syrla," "to the frontier," "Genesis," "History Maker," and so much more. When Cambodian fashion combines with random English text, unforgettable clothing is produced. I almost bought these to take back to the USA where a random hipster would probably pay a lot of money to wear these pantalones ironically.
A Score For Srey-Yuu 👟



Srey-Yuu loves the color black, and recently she showed me some pics of Vans shoes, a popular skate shoe that the hippest kids wore when I was young. I have a keen understanding of Srey-Yuu's fashion sense, and although my wife finds some killer deals online, the things she buys without Srey-Yuu's consent rarely get worn. When I saw some Vans clones at the shop they were made of decent rubber, I gave Srey-Yuu a call and let her give a "yes" or "no" via a FaceTime call. She wears a 39, but the seller only had a 40, so Srey-Yuu decided to roll the dice and have us grab them for her.

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