There may be a place hotter than Cambodia, but it’s guarded by the river Styx.

Speaking of supernatural post-life hangouts, the extreme heat of Cambodia made me contemplate that the cold apres-ruin shower is closer to Nirvana than my Buddhist friend here will ever achieve.

That is Sokhoun there wearing a fetching summer ensemble of dark red robes. He has 6 different color robes that he wears on different occasions. I assume these occasions are more or less dictated by whichever robe is the least sweaty.