We found a bar called the Lone Star, and it was pretty much picked up straight out of Texas and dropped in Southeast Asia. They had Espn on TV, stuffed jackalopes framing the bar, pictures of ZZ top adorning the walls, a huge confederate flag hanging over our table, and a bunch of skeevy white men at the bar with Cambodian women half their age. Ok, so maybe that last part wasn't like back home, but for the 4 other Americans I went with, it was a nice slice of home. One guy was 30 and was in the Marines for 9 years and even he was saying that its nice to do stuff like that when you are gone on holidays, helps you remember where you came from.
All the meals here are usually some combination of rice and meat, and like most things with a lot of rice, they fill you up for a bit, but then you are hungry in a little while. So after downing this feast last night, and all of us feeling uncomfortably full, you can imagine our surprise when we all realized that we actually felt good about being that full. As my friend Julia put it, it was a 'comforting discomfort.' Certainly not for every day and every meal, but when you haven't been really full for a week, it was kind of funny to realize that it felt good to eat until you couldn't eat anymore. It felt kinda like being home. Also, it made us feel more like Americans. :) Hope everyone had a great holiday, I'll be in Ankgor Wat all weekend, so take care of yourselves!
TPWWLT: American Pie - Don Mclean (it was on my shuffle, I swear!)
PS: Test in an hour, gotta go study. Some things never change.
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