Waw, we have been silent for two months on the blog. This does not mean we have not been active, on the contrary. The months of December and January still kept us busy with finding the niches and routines in the big and enormous house we live in.
Sebastien has become an adventurous explorer. He traveled on his own back to India, to meet with his friends, the Nanda Family, but more importantly to undertake with them a safari in Tanzania. This is the first time he traveled unaccompanied. This was an experience of a lifetime and soon we will get the pictures.In December he completed the Angkor Wat cycling tour, and became so the first of the family to see the temple complex.
Sarah’s time was fully taken by her project. You will remember that she started a booklet to document the colonial houses in Phnom Penh. After weeks of hard work, visiting forgotten parts of Phnom Penh and capturing an impression with the right picture, the booklet is nearly finished.
Mammy’s everlasting manioc leave project has received a new boost. The stems that traveled with us from Zimbabwe and survived India’s acid rain pollution all of a sudden died here in Cambodia. Little did we know that cassava roots are part of the national Cambodian dishes, but the leaves are not used in the kitchen, so mammy kin has found her new project and filled the garden with manioc stems each in their own micro-climate….
Maxi is picking up a rhythm to manage the ministry of interior. She even followed Khmer cooking classes and learned how to prepare the most popular dish, Amok Trey or catfish covered with kroeung and coconut milk, wrapped in banana leaves and steamed.
Marc’s journey in Cambodia does not leave him without a legacy. He came home yesterday afternoon after nearly a week in the hospital, of which three nights in Intensive Care. He has been blessed with the diagnosis of intracerebral bleeding, a stroke with grand mal seizures and was hospitalized in emergency last Tuesday in a ‘status epilepticus’. The attack was so violent that he was resuscitated after kicking 8 Cambodian nurses and doctors away from his bed and than stopped breathing.
He woke up 24 hours later, intubated, with all his limbs tied with straps to the bed. For the moment he lost sensation and coordination in his left arm, but all functions will come back with physiotherapy, including this long and tiring update of the blog. Luckily there is no tumor, no meta, no hole in his head. We will keep you posted on this one….






























