From travel writer to tourist

By Jayshri Patel
As much as I would have enjoyed the company, there were no eyes watching us as we drifted into Chong Kneas, a floating village on the Tonle Sap. The transition from three kilometers of trafficky tributary to a quite village of roughly 5000 people was abrupt and unexpected. Even more so unexpected was the silence.
“It’s eerie out here,” I said as I searched for some form of life in the village.
Soon enough, a young boy quietly paddled by in a metal basin no larger than two kitchen sinks. I was fascinated by this young child but he paid no attention to us; ironically, the photo I took of him will undoubtedly attract many.
By this point, the sense of being a travel writer had most definitively vanished. The people of Chong Kneas knew they were a spectacle, they were immune to tourists. And that is what we had become.
No one cared for our presence; our reception was rather unwelcoming. There were no hands waving at us as we made our way toward Koh Andeth Fish Farm. But what did I expect. These were real people, with real life-issues to deal with. Greeting strangers is the last thing they would think to do.

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