What follows in the third and final section of this long photo gallery is the cultural festival itself, the reason I went to the town to begin with. As I’m not an expert on local customs and culture, I hesitate to describe what you’ll see below. Just imagine representatives from all over the country coming to Siem Reap to share their art with other Cambodians. Imagine me being one of only a couple outsider-types looking in. There were storms both night, too, and I ended up helping the Cambodians keep their tent up when it was pushed down by rain on the first night. The second night, though you won’t see a picture of me in the crowd, I was able to dance with all the young Cambodians at the end of the event, before it, again, rained. I wasn’t originally going to post these, but EWMI never got around to throwing them up on their own, so here they are.
Me and some garment factory workers living/working in Phnom Penh:
A lot of the locals came out to check and see what was going on:
It’s a smoke machine: