Arrive in Phnom Penh is a powerful emotion. Clinging to our tuk-tuk, drowned in a senseless agitation, clammy and offset, somewhat bewildered, disoriented lot, passionately curious and A madness to feel the pulse of this country so far from home.
Arriving at the Dream Color, it settle down "at home". Large round armchairs invite to idleness, a Bear Angkor hand. Elegantly suspended, the fan blades brew filtered light and reflected on the tiled floors. The table is intimate: a subtle cocktail of Asia and West, purified forms and curves cozy.
Our first night in Cambodia is a memory of dreams in color, despite the white sheets, the net ... The eye lost in the heights of the ornate high ceilings, we found the calm in the cool shower.
Host Erik is far from America, his travels have given this generous and benevolent tolerance of those who have sought and found their place: it offers easy operation, while modesty and attention.
Chaque matin, un bonze vient bénir les habitants de la 69D St. Rd. Bienvenue, vous êtes arrivés à Phnom Penh.
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