My host parents left out of town for a weekend and left me and my host grandmother alone. We had a great time just the two of us. She took me with her to the watt along with other yay's from our village. We tagged along on the back of a wagon that was pulled by a motorbike. I didn't count to see how many of us squeezed in the back but we definitely were packed in there. I can't remember which holiday or event this was but I know it involved the thirty day celebration of Pchum Ben.

The yay's getting their money and prayer blessed.

My yay and her friends walking in pond water that is considered sacred and blessed.

All smiles all around.