I miss the 25 cent coconuts daily with lunch already. I shutter to think that a can of the same coconut water will soon cost me $2.50 in the US for 1/4 the volume.
Cambodia is full of wonderful people. The more I read about their horrific past the more I am impressed at their ability to get back to the values of family, religion, and the simple life that they cherished before the Khamer Rouge.
Being alone, I often had my guard up while staying in the "rough part of town" but constantly felt foolish inside as I was only met with kindness and curious smiles.
I am grateful I had the chance to escape for the weekend, even on such a short trip, and experience the amazing temples that draw literally millions of tourists to Cambodia each year.
While it will take decades to change the hears and minds of the medical community in Cambodia to put the patient first, strive to improve, and seek out evidence based practices, there are already a few hungry doctors in Poipet that will quickly set the pace with a little guidance.

One of my favorite memories will be riding in the back of the Japanese donated ambulance with one of the doctors, transporting our patient to the next higher level care hospital. He just intubated his first patient, and saved their life. He asked that I take a picture of him, ridding in the back of the bumpy ambulance bagging the patient through his endotracheal tube. He said, "I need proof to show my wife that I am a good doctor, she doesn't believe me. Now I have something to show her." This was a priceless moment, and it was then that I knew I may have found Poipet's first emergency doctor.
I can not thank enough the staff with URC. While next time I may bring a long a translator... their support and guidance was invaluable. Can't wait to come back.
In the morning I make the long trek back home, chasing the sun to California.