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Here is a description of a two day homestay at Rana thatI've just googled. All in all, I'd say it's pretty representative of what our guests experience. It's found at: http://sidcuptosingapore.blogspot.com/ and here is part of it"...The difference with this homestay from so many we've seen advertised through Europe and Asia is that we had the chance to meet real Cambodians and converse with them about all sorts of topics. Don is an American that's been living in Cambodia since the mid nineties and Kheang, his wife, is a local that speaks English pretty much fluently. So whereas some people stay at homestays in relative silence us they cannot communicate with their host. Here we could chat to a whole host of people though interpreters and get a real sense of our surroundings...
On the first evening we talked to Kheang's mother who survived the Pol Pot years. We heard some gory details of those times and some light hearted anecdotes of how they tried to get by and make do. Most harrowing was the story of the local killing field. It was a former Japanese dairy farm and every day they used to bludgeon people to death and then shoot the bodies with their guns to make sure all were dead. So at about tea time each day whilst all the families in the village were eating they could hear distant gunfire and they knew what it was.
The next day we visited the local temple which was having a 14 day celebration. It seemed like most of the village was there. This a pretty un-touristy experience as there was no ticket booth, no westerners with the lonely planet, no-one trying to sell us anything or hassle us just Katy and I, Kheang, and dozens of friendly locals, including boys and girls that were intrigued by us. The littlun's all tried to punch my backside when I wasn't looking (why does this keep happening to me?). With interpretation we could even share a joke or two with the adult males.
That evening after dinner we talked to a teacher who was our age and we learnt about his feelings about the current government, the education system, freedom of speech and democracy. He hadn't left Cambodia ever so I tried to give him a sense of our feelings on these subjects in our country to get a contrast. He didn't believe that he lived in a true Democracy and I sadly had to let him down and tell him even though we have democracy in the UK for some people that's still not good enough...