Just as the year comes to an end, so does my short time in the beautiful kingdom of Cambodia. So last I wrote we were about to take a batman tuk-tuk. This may have been one of our best decisions this year. We rode with an instant friend named Ramet who had an infectious laugh and taught us many Khmer phrases along the way. Specifically I appreciated “ot tey ahr coon” (no thank you) as I was running out of dollars and riel and drowning is rattan bracelets and cheap postcards pedaled by Cambodian woman and small children at each temple stop. Ramet made the choreographed touron (mix of tourist and moron) parade of temple hopping a one of a kind experience. He plans to…