It's all fun and games until Dr. Phil's expensive iPhone goes kaput.
And it did. Today. Because I'm an idiot and I took it to the orphanage where the temperatures were probably in the 37+ degree celsius range with 90% humidity. And there was no airconditioning.
But let me tell you, the kids LOVED the phone. We played games on it, changed our voices on it, took pictures with it and even learned Khmer on it. I had about ten little sweaty bodies pushed up against mine just to get a look at the little piece of magic.
When I got home, I tried to send an email to a friend and then the phone started to get really funky. It played songs that weren't requested, tried to dial American phone numbers and spelled out weird words that didn't even look like Khmer. Then it locked up.
I really hope that it comes back to life. Please pray for it. This trip has been expensive enough without the additional cost of another phone.
On a brighter note, it looks like the signs are finished for the fish pond and the pumps. We should be taking one last tour tomorrow to make sure everything looks good and record everything with photos. I'm going to try to get up early and go to my favorite temple tomorrow. It should be fairly easy because I'll go to bed early and try to forget about my expensive mistake.
Did I say it was hot? I'm sitting outside on the guesthouse computer and the sweat is literally running down my front. This is CRAZY. I've been to places all over the world and can't remember being this drenched in sweat. Perhaps my iPhone just commited suicide to get away from it.
Our last full day tomorrow. Time goes sooooo fast.