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My name is Sophia. I’m 22 years old, quit my job 1.5 years ago and started travelling around the globe, in a different way. Through the website 'workaway' I got the chance to work with a farmer family in the east of Cambodia. I had no idea what to expect when I took the 7h bus ride, 220km, to the Province of Mondulkiri. I stood 4 weeks with three lovely Cambodians on a passionfruit farm in Cambodia. First I wasn’t sure if I would be able to stay the whole time I planned to stay here as now I can say this place was definitely one of the poorest places I’ve seen and a volunteer I will never forget. To get to the farm we passed a village with descripted houses and plastic mountains all over with little children playing in it and searching for recyclable cans to get small money for it. No sanitary installations or garbage collection would make its way up here. It seemed as this region and its people were totally forgotten by the government and nobody care. Our farm looked nicer than the houses we have passed before. Even though I slept on a wood board with no mattress and a duck sleeping next to me brewing her eggs, we ate on the floor and had three rice dishes a day, we shared our plates with the cates who lived with us, an open kitchen in the fields and brownish water to shower in a bucket, I got used to this very easy life and was happy about the opportunity to be here and get to know about such a different lifestyle. Together we started our day in the morning and were busy watering the plants, planting new crops, ploughing new beds or working on the dam to figure out a solution for the very limited water we had. With 40C at its highest by noon, the work was sometimes hard with very simple tools we had but satisfying when another bed was ready to get seeds planted. To buy vegetables we went to our neighbor’s house and two little kids showed up and went with us to their plantations. The little boy who was selling us cabbage with his bigger sister was only 5 years old, completely naked and dirty but so happy to weight our cabbage and hand us the bag over. Once a week a man on a motorbike would come to our farm with many little bags sticking out on rods. The first supermarket on two wheels I got to see. My favorite place to relax was the hammock in our front yard where I loved to sit with a book after another hard working and hot day on the plantations. From this pretty spot I watched the big red sun going down every night again and again between the same big trees with the same monkeys sitting in them and the same birds singing their happy melodies, across the same dry grass fields shimmering golden from the sun. It was simply magical and gave my goose bumps so many times. In the far you could see the many fields and mountains, mountains over mountains merging into each other making the world seem endless. Often I got lost by the infinity of the mountains and searching for the horizon where the trees kissed the red and purple turning sky. 'Sea forest', that is how the locals here call their beautiful place when they look in the distance. If you haven't seen this with your own eyes and experienced it by yourself, it is impossible to understand and feel what I was. Sometimes you have to go out of your comfort zone, adjust to unknown situations and let things happen to found yourself, to discover and appreciate our beautiful nature and the little things which makes us happy and we use to oversee so easily, like an ice cold sweet soymilk from the lady from the other village, or the musically sounds of the animals in the early morning hours. I left this place with so many thoughts and impressions and will always thing back with a sad and a happy smile.