Saturday means coffee

One of the dominant things with this thing with me is writing out the morning coffee and walking things. For years I’ve simply loved the coffee culture in places. Cambodia has a wonderful scene mornings when the Khmer coffee shops get going. There’s this sense between the chess games and talk there’s a quiet continuity of life. That coffee is glue of a sort. It holds relationships together. Being an expat here means I get to visit a set of places both new and where I’m happily invited in for the iced americano and time. I sometimes don’t get to the coffee for a time. The iced or hot tea also comes and it’s the counterpoint moment for me. So the question comes up when I see both, What to drink first? I never really know. Each thing has no time limit. No sense I must finish to make room or lose WiFi. Reality is I rarely use their WiFi since I have basically unlimited 5g cellular service for about $10 a month. Some places I once joined up on WiFi so my iPhone remembers and faithfully…