After the ansam chake cart, we quickly found a stall owner who had the style of shirt we were looking for. As a happy surprise, she also had it in cream and black in addition to the white we normally buy. "I have long sleeve and short sleeve," she said. Stephen and I both said, "short sleeve!" I'm sure! Long sleeves in this heat?!
We had the shirts, the purpose of the shopping trip, but decided to browse a bit before leaving. We hadn't walked very far from the shirt stall when a woman carrying a basket of books, cards, and prints asked me if I wanted to buy something. I turned and smiled to tell her "no thank you" when one look at her face with its many scars (Stephen thought maybe from an acid burn) and I decided that yes, I did need some prints today.
We had spent less than an hour in the market but that felt like quite enough, my shirt was soaked through and I didn't have any more tissues to mop my face. In a few months, we will have lived in this climate for 2 years and yet the only signs I have that I've acclimated at all is that my face no longer gets red from the heat and I'm not quite as exhausted when we get back home from an outing!
We ate lunch at the mall, bought our groceries and drove home. As we were waiting for the guard to open our gate, I noticed our mango guy across the street. When he saw me he waved and drove his moto over to our apartment building.
In general, I do not think of shopping as fun and entertaining. I shop because I have to. But living in Cambodia makes shopping a unique experience and this Saturday's shopping trip was full of small delights.