The Caves of Kampot

Our motorcycle gang of six headed to the caves outside Kampot, Cambodia. As we neared the caves, kids on bikes kept offering to be our guides. Soon there were 8 of them, one for each of us--ages 6-15.

So we set off, climbing higher and higher.

Blog followers, meet Johnny the Canadian. almost six foot eight. This is what happens when you have socialized health care...

For the record, I'm five feet eight...sigh

But I swing with the best of them...

This is one of our guides (to the left) dutifully earning his tip by staring off into space.

After climbing through the caves for half an hour, we emerged on the top of the hill and were greeted by purple flowers, who also asked for a tip.

This was the leader of the guides. He reminded me of a Cambodian Peter Pan, and offered us fresh Tamarind and other goodies. Plus, he had a cool shirt.