Gigantic Trees at the Tomb Raider Temple

This time last week I was packing my bags, readying myself for an adventure in Cambodia.
And now I find myself with a lot of time on my hands, so I figured why not write a little about it. I haven't written anything in months.


I was unprepared for the kind of summer they had there. It was very humid, there were no gusts of wind to relieve the heat. The ground was very dry, cracked and had a reddish brown tint. But the temples, even in ruins, were majestic. You could see the craftsmanship and the dedication that went into building every wall, every stone and every carving. I am unsure whether or not to be in awe or be alarmed at how big the trees are. Their roots wrapped around the huge slabs of carefully sculptured stones. And after years of what seems to be a laborious growth, they finally claimed it as their own. They claimed it so fully that it was difficult to figure out where the trees end and the temple began. They reminded me of The Little Prince's Baobabs.