When Culture Stress Erupts
We woke up early on Saturday morning to go on a group bike ride around the north part of the city. The sun had just risen, traffic was full tilt, and the air was smoggy and thick. Colin and I decided to stop on the bridge that crosses the Tonle Sap River to wait for our friend to catch up with us. Colin took some photos of the river while I kept looking at oncoming traffic waiting to see if our friend was coming. Then bang. About 50m away from us, motos collided, people flew through the air, moto parts were scattered on the road, and a big dump trunk in the opposite lane slammed its brakes so it wouldn't run over a moto caught up in the crash. We stood there in shock, feeling sad and scared of how quickly traffic accidents can happen. Thankfully, there were many people there to help. All I could see is that they had pulled one guy off to the side of the bridge. He was awake and sitting. The motos were still crashed all over the road. It was only a few minutes before traffic ...
