(almost) SMOKELESS IN BANGKOK AND PHNOM PENH

The Holy Trinity

Knowledge and impact were compressed into 7 slides in under an hour to steer a parallel workshop in Singapore and break the ground in Phnom Penh where impact stories and 35 candidacies will be sown.

But Step 3 is one salary for several timesheets, just enough for a mountain of spicy pork bone soup and  a plate of grilled fish wrap to honor the Guardian Lion.

The seeds were prepared for cultivation despite Monday's insipid khai jiao that was almost eclipsed by Tuesday's fibrous French toast, so the task force gathered at the banks of the Chao Praya River for a cruise with grilled shrimps, baked mussels, and salmon sashimi that were herded by folk dancers for the benefit of the Weaponized Leopard.

Prayers of gratitude and continuing patronage were conveyed to the Creator God Phra Phrom and Supreme God Ganesha in comemoration of a brave heart, of our own story of hope and faith, of soft-boiled eggs and stale croissants that broke the impasse on mandate and governance to conclude the Bangkok Annual Meeting.  

The response to Melbourne's inquiries sounded like the crunch of crispy fried pork and the final sigh of a steamed seabass as a bucket of strength, honor, and good fortune was poured for The Elephant. 

The Transition 

27 of the 35 survived the first reaping, two trains trailed the scent of a cold sandwich to the airport, grilled Khmer pork was etched into pale lagers as a modern wordmark.

The A Team

Personality profiles unlocked commitments and responsibilities to deliver the A Team's modus operandi, to usher the dominant crispiness of deep fried morning glory with grilled beef that relegated a Khmer-style steak into a steady second place because its accompanying prahok was not enough to infuence a parade of roaring tigers that were led by the North Star into the sillhoutte of Angkor Wat. 

I was smokeless in Bangkok until the distinct smell of kretek led me to a conclave of feminine slim from Yangon, toasted tobacco from Dhaka, and the familiar flavor of of mild filters from Manila while in Phnom Penh, the neighborhood shop still sell Mevius for 500 riel per stick that can only be lighted at a street corner food cart.

The last of these coffin nails were smoked after PR 2622 landed at the Salcedo Saturday Market before breaking our fast with failed imitations of Vietmamese noodle, 4 hours before lunching in Baloc and another 4 hours prior to the presentation of lechong paksiw for the MILFs in Bakal 2, a day before an impromptu bar celebrated 36 years of campus activism.