Rithy, one of our drivers, invited Lori and me to a ceremony to mark 100 days since his father's death. In the Buddhist religion this has enormous significance. For the first hundred days that you are dead you are not aware of it. After 100 days you wake up to realise that you have died. It is on this day that you have to decide which path to take. You can either decide to be reborn or go to Nirvana. Obviously, such an important decision cannot be taken lightly and you need some guidance. So, off we went to Rithy's mothers house in the countryside not quite knowing what to expect. Rithy's family are not rich, his father was just a very small time farmer with one field and his family home was typical of most Cambodian village house being made of wood and raised up on stilts. A very grand canopy and ntrance had been erected for the party and many preparations were being made. The first thing that we were aware of as we neared the house was exceptionally loud music be
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