
(The happy day of mind)
(I can not dance but I am good caring baby)On the way there, we noticed that smiling, laughing, telling joke happened on a lovely motor which odered by a very professional driver of Mr. CHHENG SAMBO. Noticeable, it was a bit late because the sun rise up on our head and we left with no breakfast at all. We also planned to stop somewhere to eat something but we forgot how hungry we were then we drove and drove nonstop.
(Poo Ker Kouch nas! What are you doing?)
(No one have more modern style like me)
(I am happy to be at my hometown again)I and sotheouth talked a lot and only sovanara was really a gentle man never talk on the motor unless we started first or said something which might have been affect to his feeling so then he replied quickly. He still kept replying "I do not care because I already know the result. Oh! stop saying anymore." Even we were asked not to say but we still said again and again in order to change the quiet situation to be happy.
(Our first breakfast is mango. Oh! Chnganh nas na...)
(Hey! what are you doing two guys?)However, we still be happy on the way because we had million of things to talk. Moveover, on a very nice road we drove alone with the 40 or 50 kilometer per hour. Sambo was suggested to drive more faster but he rejected. He thought that driving slow brought more safety and furthermore he was not in a rush way. The happiest, this was that we always stop on the way to take photograph. First we stopped at the border of Kampong Cham and Kandal Province.
(Kampong Cham make happy forget all sorrow)Then we started to continue our ahead journey with no food. Our breakfast were taking photos and driving. Luckily, we arrived at Sore Saiy rice field then we stopped to eat very delicious breakfast. It was mango and we enjoyed it very much by closed the eyes and thought that it was chicken, egg, beef. Oh! very delicious. What I could not forget was my former primery school and my house. I stopped there around ten minutes to see the school as well as took some photos. After that, we continued our journey to kampong Thmore where we had to join the wedding.
(Handsome like me why Kro Mom Kampong Cham Min Pat Tey?)

























