Cambodians are incredibly afraid of being struck by lightning. I used to think nothing of it, until this afternoon.
There was a torrential rainstorm, and the streets flooded up to the wheel-wells of the cars.
The temperature dropped a few degrees, and the wind started blowing.
This is all good and normal, even so far as the lightning. We are used to hearing thunder rip through the sky after a brilliant flash of white, but now that we’ve moved up to the seventh floor, we’ve taken on a entirely new perspective.
Check out a quick video I took when we got home from school.
Can you spy…
…the cars and motos creating wakes of water in the street?
…how ridiculously long the thunder lasts for?
…the great view out our bedroom window?