|The Temples at Angkor Wat|
After I typed the phrase "running amok" I decided to google it and found out that its origin is actually in SE Asia but is typically used to suggest a murderous rampage. Hmm, wow. Not what I was going for exactly. In my book, "running amok" is a 2 yr old at about 5 o'clock in the afternoon while you're trying to dice some carrots (with a sharp knife) in one hand and also make penguin shapes with Play-Doh in the other hand. Its the perfect moment of crazy that is only abated with large swigs of Kilimanjaro beer.
It's a very bittersweet time for us right now as we begin the arduous packing process and the even more arduous goodbyes process. Arusha has been good to us, no doubt. But likewise, we're excited for this next chapter. Surely this won't be all I have to say on the matter. I'll definitely be delving into some waxing nostalgic and maybe even a top ten list or two (note: this may not happen until we're settled in PP as packing will be king around here). For the time being, just wanted to get the word out in case you start hearing me talk about pad thai and "hotter than Hades" and wonder what happened to all the lions and that big snow-capped mountain.
p.s. like how I used People magazine to report on all the major headlines of the past 72 hours? Its just how I roll.
Angkor Wat photo courtesy of gumuz on Flickr
Fish Amok photo courtesy of my future watering hole, Cambodia Cooking Class