“Montana” is calling, and I must go

It was two words, two words that shook the cobwebs and got me thinking again: Ovis montana. 

For those who can read Latin, or for those big-game enthusiasts, I don’t need to tell you these two words translate to an old classification of the wild ‘mountain sheep’. Mind you, I wasn’t looking for a mountain sheep of any kind; I was just finishing up John Muir’s Mountains of California when suddenly I was struck by these two words: Ovis montana.

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Cambodia diary, days 11-15

6:54 a.m. EST | 5:55 p.m. local time | 5-19-16

How is it already Thursday? I ask myself, snacking on cashews and trying to plan out my final weekend in Phnom Penh. After waking up at 6 a.m. for the past four days – ferociously grinding out the finishing touches (or just creating additional recommendations) for our consultant project – I could definitely use an evening in bed. Or maybe an early night of sleep; we’ll see which comes first.

Let me unpack the last four days for you.

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