Although I have lived in Cambodia for two years, I lost any tolerance I had developed to its heat after only a month of Korean winter holiday. I came back to this country in the middle of the dry season, the hottest, dustiest time of the year.
The day after my return, and with barely any time to clean my room, I joined the female students and members of the staff on an Angkor Wat tour to celebrate International Women’s Day.
It was in the quiet moments of the long bus ride that I found myself asking, “What made me want to come back here?”