Chinese fishing net

Cochin... Oops Kratie...

And so into Cambodia and an interesting start when, at the border, a gaggle of the party crowd decided not to pay backsheesh; claims of no money but refusal to go to the atm...and so an hours delay and then their bags removed from the bus and eight folk dumped on the border. There's stupid and there's arrogant stupid. So happily much more space on the bus...

And kratie, small place by Mekong, room with ant path and giant cockroach; one night room and another found for later. Has a nice feel with architecture appealingly peeling, morning market and coffee while heat builds up.

And the Chinese fishing net which makes me smile as I think of kerala, sunset on fort cochin, another world...and this morning I think of rimbaud once again as deranged senses flicker upon waters and glimpse morning. And thoughts upon the southern point soon and the constant changeling which is the road. Dream harder? Maybe, maybe...