Have you ever pointed a camera at somebody and seen yourself through the viewfinder? One such moment happened to me over a decade ago while I was visiting a floating village on Siem Reap River, south of its namesake Cambodian city.
Along the river, which drains into Tonle Sap, the country's largest lake, there are communities of Cambodians and Vietnamese people living in either floating homes or houses on tall stilts. Obviously, the river is still a major part of their daily lives.
The children there seem to have no fear of water. During my boat tour of the area, I saw several enjoy swimming in the river near their humble abodes. A few like the two in these photographs went for another level of fun. They had their own little vessels. The boy even manoeuvred his makeshift watercraft all the way to tourist boats.
Watching him brought back the memory of my own childhood. During a big flood in Bangkok decades ago, the roads in my neighbourhood were inundated with knee-deep water. My grandmother's washbowl then became my ship.
Of course, the sizes and depth of the Siem Reap River and a flooded Bangkok soi can't be compared. But at least I know how much fun it was for me to be floating freely in the water in a washbowl boat. As I shot the pictures I felt thankful for these kids for bringing back my feeling of joy from the past.
When travelling, it's not unusual to run into many faces. While many just flash by, others linger on not just in your memory but also on your memory cards. It might be a person, an animal or even a nonliving thing.
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