There are tents offering an assortment of foods and services plastered all along the roads that take tourists around the complexes at Angkor Wat. There are not a lot of supply trucks that make runs to these “Mom and Pop’s” establishments.

Most of the time, the mechanized transport of choice is in fact the moped.

My Tuk Tuk had abandoned me to go attend a wedding celebration on the outskirts of Angkor Thom. After walking myself into a frenzy, I began taking photos of of the tent areas after eating lunch to get all the touts to shut up.

This photo was my favorite — the driver was so overloaded that he couldn’t even start his bike.

Camera equipment used on this exposure was:

Canon EOS 30D
Canon 70-200mm f/2.8 L-series lens

Indeed, I must confess again that my life is not so very hard.

I’ve been struggling lately trying to fully understand why women get themselves into “bad” relationships and get severely burned in the process. By “bad” I mean intentionally doomed — incompatible personalities, differences in values, opposing ideas of what they want to do with their lives.

Guys seem much more isolated from this tendency. And if not, don’t seem to suffer nearly as much in the end as women do.

I spent three hours talking to an old girlfriend tonight about the end of her doomed relationship.

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There’s an epic quality in witnessing a sunset. I’ve thought of them as the final great crescendo the day provides us no matter what the struggles and failings we may have experienced in the hours before.

If only we’d stop and take the time to pay attention and recognize.

I took this photo in the Gulf of Thailand during my trip to Southeast Asia in Spring of 2007. The only thing more spectacular than this was the starry night that followed it.

I used the following equipment to make the exposure:

• Canon EOS 30D
  
• Canon 17-40mm L-series lens

Amazingly, I forgot both my tripod and shutter switch and instead jerry rigged my camera’s timer to go off and placed it in a secure spot on a grounded boat to avoid camera shake.

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My body is truly a peculiar thing. It’s been a struggle for me at times to understand it.

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Ao Nammao holds an endearing place in my consciousness as the closest I’ve been to heaven. I envy the owner and workers of the bungalows that I stayed at for they get to live the life we all dream of. Every morning and every night, the bungalow manager stands watch and bears witness to the sun’s majestic opening and climax before going back to work.

Most of us will work 80 hour work weeks to get two weeks off a year to glimpse at the rare privilege some people have already archived for every day of the week.

This exposure was taken with the following equipment:

• Canon EOS 30D
  
• Canon 17-40mm L-series lens
  
• Remote shutter switch
  
• Tripod

Expect an equally dramatic sunset photo to add symmetry to this post later in the week.

MySpace is just an odd place for random encounters these days.

The tally so far:

• 5 porn stars (sorry, I mean “aspiring” models)
  
• 1 crazy psychopath from the past
  
• 2 people thinking I was someone else
  
• 1 person trying to gain access for blackmail purposes (like there’s anything blackmail-able in my profile)

Add to that: Two people from my 5th grade elementary class who literally found me out of the blue. After talking with each of them a bit, it’s amazing how people turn out after embarking down radically different paths.

Not “wrong” paths or “bad” paths — just different.

One has been married, divorced, had a child and lost the child due to an alleged murder and is now crusading for child rights.

Stranger than that sounds, I’m actually enjoying catching up with people from “the past.” My 5th grade year was my last in public school before my parents started homeschooling me. At my own request.

Suffice to say, there’s not many warm fuzzies from that era.

In talking with them, it’s interesting to note how for many of us the social divides and barriers that once separated us are now utterly meaningless. It’s as if they never even existed. Now, Walnut Elementary school is no longer that place where a lot of things happened, but something we survived and shared together.

So now the question is, seeing as these things happen in threes, who else from the past is going to emerge from the shadows?