A Not So Lazy Sunday

This morning was supposed to be a quiet Sunday spent at home, watching my laundry dry.  However, when I went to the market for breakfast this morning, I was tricked into going for a bike ride.  Now, I say tricked because I was assured that I could be back by 2.  Just enough time to do my laundry. 

As many of you know, I’m not really into biking.  I mean, I suppose it’s a great mode of transportation, especially for Peace Corps volunteers who are not allowed to drive, but I would take a car over a bike any day. 

I, along with four other volunteers, left my house at about 9:15 to start on our adventure.  I had no idea where we were going, but I had water, donuts, and crackers in my bag.  I was ready for anything.   3 HOURS LATER, we had not turned around and I quickly realized we were not going to be home in time for laundry. 

However, we did go to an awesome, seemingly abandoned wat.  And guess what (or more like, "guess WAT?  teehee:-)??  I took some pictures to include in my blog! 

I'm hoping this is some sort of women's rights statue

Just a multi-headed snake railing

After that, I thought we might turn around.  We did not.  We continued on to enjoy some more scenery, eat some delicious watermelon, and watch Logan spit seeds onto his face.

After devouring some watermelon, I was telling my companions that we should bike to Takeo to get some ice cream, and that I rarely bike without ice cream at the end of my destination.   Suddenly, Sam shouts, “Hey guys!  I think I hear an ice cream truck!”  Being me, I thought this was a cruel trick and refused to believe her.  Also, almost every truck that sells food has music playing from it (I learned this the hard way.  Bread trucks should not be allowed to sound like ice cream trucks).  Little did I know, that in the middle of nowhere, we would be graced by the presence of a magical ice cream truck/cart/moto.  It was seriously the best thing ever. 

After a delicious vanilla cone, I was satisfied and ready to head back home.  We took a couple of more breaks, and rolled into town around 5:30pm.  It definitely wasn’t a lazy Sunday spent doing laundry, but it was pretty awesome…even with all the biking.