The title of a blog or a story of any kind is always difficult, because when writing one does not know what direction it would take. My trip was like that in many respects. I got here, expecting to be helping in Phnom Penh, but after bible school came down to Sihanoukville. I left Australia after the evening lecture at my home ecclesia. I was uncertain as to the length of time I would be away, (It has changed and may do so again) and headed to Brisbane airport. After saying goodbye to Dad and mum at the airport, I waited there for a while before getting on the plane to Kuala Lumpour en route to Phnom Penh Cambodia. I got to KL and had a short break before my trip, on a crowded plane to Cambodia. Bro Vitou picked me up from the airport. I went to lucky star and joined bro Zac’s class for the seminars. I stayed with them for the rest of the seminars. We briefly went for a tour of the BEC, no strange place to me, as I had stayed there on my last trip. Then we had an excellen...