Gratitude: A Boat Ride, Awe & Wonder
Lightning scribbled across the sky like ink scratched out of a calligrapher’s pen. The horizontal flashes of heat illuminated sky and mountaintops.
I sat in a simple boat making it’s way down the river. English, French and Khmer swirled around in an international conversation that included everyone.
A flashlight shone to reveal jumping fish. Bats skimmed the surface of the water.
We propelled ourselves towards a small island of phosphorescence and fireflies. I kicked my way through sparkling water to see trees lit up from within by lightning bugs.
I felt like a child. Reminded of evenings spent trying to catch fireflies. Hurriedly and excitedly trying to clasp those lit-up bugs in my hands. Watching them fly away.
A cool breeze licked my bare arms. For 45 minutes, I felt wonder. Pure, joyous, awe. I felt alive.
Impressions from an evening boat ride down the Kampot River organized by Les Manguiers in Kampot, Cambodia.