A thought provokingly sombre day today. Went to the Genocide Museum, housed in an old school which Pol Pot turned into his secret interrogation, torture and execution centre. I was ashamed at how little I knew of what the Khmer Rouge did, and chilled to hear that the simple act of being a city dweller or wearing glasses was enough to be branded an 'intellectual' and therefore a threat to the agrigarian revolution.
Had a ride out alone to the nearby Killing Fields where they discovered almost 200 mass graves and thousands of remains, all of which are now housed in a huge glass sided Buddhist stupa. Riding back past cheery crowds of scoolchildren, I was reminded that Cambodia's population is disproportionately young - because so many of the older generation simply vanished.
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