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Considering how little the country has in general, they have kindness in abundance. As the only westerners there we were met with great humility. Continuing songkran in the outskirts of Siem Reap, we ate great food, drank and danced until I couldn't feel my feet and could not possibly be any sweatier. No communal language needed but our best charades gestures and laughter. I will eternally be grateful to Mr Bean for taking us there, the village of which I do not, and probably will never ever know the name of. Filled with beautiful people old and young, and beautiful memories.Leia mais