Siem Reap, Cambodia –
It was dark.
So dark, I couldn’t see anything. Not even my hand in front of my face.
Yet on we glided, through the darkness, navigating the vegetation-lined water pathways back to the dock.
The rain continued to fall, and with no moon, stars, or any other visible light to guide us, I was placing complete faith in the boat driver to find our way.
On our way out, I had seen an occasional boat off in the trees, looking as if the driver had lost his way and crashed into the trees that rose from the meter-deep water.
Now I could understand how that might have happened without any sort of driver impairment.