Happy Constitution Day

Hello again.  I just found this picture on my camera and thought I should share it just in case you wanted to know how sick I was :)  Although, I was able to move my hands again by the time this picture was taken.  I actually think I look better than I felt...teehee.  My favorite part of the ordeal was when the night nurse came on.  The first thing he did was come up to me and asks me if I was healthy enough to go home.  Now maybe its me, but I always expect the health professional to tell me when I am healthy enough to go.  I had to inform the nurse that I wasn't supposed to leave until my temperature dropped under 38 degrees C.  He then told me it was hard to control fever when you have Dengue which, of course, I did not have.  Hmmm....should I have been nervous?

Yesterday was a national holiday, Constitution Day, which meant no work.  Hurray!  I was finally able to make it to Pheng's (pronounced pang) temple.  Pheng is my monk friend and go to for all questions about Buddhism.  He's been a monk for 14 years, half his life.  I had planned on visiting the wat earlier, but I was struck down by illness.  I arrived at Wat Srah Chok in the afternoon.  I was sitting in  Pheng's room when I was told I was "perspiring."  Gotta love honesty.  I had to inform him that I never stop perspiring in Cambodia, which is why I drink lots of water.  I don't know how Cambodians do it.  They almost never sweat.  I see girls wearing sweatshirts, beanies, long pants, socks, everything and not a bead of sweat to be found.  You would think that by now my body would have adjusted, but no.  Oops I'm ranting.  Anyways, I was sad that I did not get a chance to poke around the wat while I was there, because it stared raining (of course), and monks tend to avoid the rain.  Perhaps next time I will get the grand tour.  Instead I spent four hours discussing Buddhism and Cambodian Buddhism.  Now when I say discuss I really mean I asked a million questions :)  It is interesting to hear everything from a monks perspective.  However, I did contribute by impressing the monks with my enormous height and by talking about my brother who is two meters tall.  I must say after my afternoon at the wat I heart monks even more than I did before.  All the monks I have met so far have been so nice and they always smile, my kind of people.  After the temple, I finished off my day with some bomb tacos and a couple Angkors with a friend.  All and all, I would say it was a pretty good Constitution day.