It is a rather significant change from spending days with these kiddies to an evening at the 2nd poshest hotel in town. My uncle Michael comes to Phnom Penh a lot on business, and treated us to dinner at the Raffles, where he was staying. My parents told me that A-belle "approved" of the Raffles as a nice joint, but I don't know that I put much weight on the opinion of a girl who has been sleeping on a mat in an Indian ashram all summer. As a certified Champagne Backpacker, though, I will certify it myself as fancy. I felt underdressed walking in the lobby among the Raffleites. Dragged Tim away from his beloved spreadsheets long enough for a fabulous dinner that included sushi, melt-in-your-mouth sea bass with ginger, and Khmer tapioca soup with bananas, which is now my favorite dessert in the world. (Chocolate is a food group, not a dessert. Different criteria.) I haven't seen U-Michael since last summer, and it was fun to chat and visit with fam from afar, in a mutually foreign country.