As I was spending my time, watching the boats paddle by, with feelings so sweet, I stared at the fleet. It was on our voyage back from the floating village, and the super volunteer guide Sopha (pronounced so-pah!) with a real UK accent accepted my offer to trade shirts, after getting an OK from his boss, as he would be without a job for three days without his guide-uniform. So, we traded shirts!
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