It turns out that we are not all in the same boat

This woman makes a point of not looking at me -- or her husband.

This woman makes a point of not looking at me — or her husband — at Brown coffee house.

On the long list of my misapprehensions about moving to Cambodia was the belief that all expats perceived each other as being in the same club.

Walking down the street, sharing a table at the coffee house or encountering each other in a restaurant, I assumed there was a common connection that would produce at minimum a nod or smile of recognition. Silly me.

Unfriendly man

One unfriendly face. . .

Although it is true that Continue reading