On the other hand I am often surprised by what I do miss. Most of the things I find myself missing are things I didn't really care about when I was living back home, and certainly never imagined myself missing them. Don't get me wrong, I love living in Phnom Penh and in a lot of ways I find living here more enjoyable than my home country. But there are a few things I really miss. Like...
1. Price Tags
While I love market shopping, and I have gotten used to bargaining (I still don't enjoy it), I really miss price tags. I miss being able to peruse a store checking the tags as I go, immediately knowing whether something is in my budget or good value, or whether I should keep walking.
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I love walking. A lot of the time I would rather walk somewhere than take a car or motorbike. However Phnom Penh has only a few footpaths in the very centre of the city, and most of these are scattered with obstructions. Head out to the suburbs and there is nothing, so you are forced to negotiate dusty streets, and, at least in our neighbourhood, pot-holes, while trying to avoid being knocked over by the other road users, breathing in fumes and dust. All while being asked every 20 metres whether you would like a tuk-tuk or a moto. I used to live an easy walk from a great market, but I never walked because it was just so unpleasant.
3. Shopping Malls
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4. Public Transport
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This is probably what I miss most of all. The sense of anonymity that most of us take for granted in our home countries. Here, wherever I go, I am noticed. Children cry out, "Hello, hello", I overhear people's conversations turn to the activities of the barung (foreigner). Tuk-tuk drivers and motos emerge from all directions. Our neighbours look into our window to watch me in the kitchen, cooking or washing up. I miss walking down the street and knowing that nobody else could care less.
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