Tuesday, April 08th, 2014

Mira Costa School - The Happiness is Present

by Chris Andrews on April 8, 2014 in Letters From CambodiaOn Saturday we had the opportunity in visiting a school in the out skirts of Phonm Penh. As we were driving on the dirt road to the school not expecting anything we turned the corner and there before us was a school in the trees.  It was really beautiful what they could create out of… [Read Full Article]

Monday, April 07th, 2014

Mira Costa School - Day 6 - Angkor Wat

by Mhernandez on April 7, 2014 in Letters From CambodiaBuddhist altars are still actively used by monks and the general public.A symbol of Cambodia and source of national pride is the Angkor Wat temple complex.  This United Nations World Heritage Site was built in the 9th century and restored by the French in the early 1900′s as it had been completely enveloped by the jungle.  Originally built… [Read Full Article]

Sunday, April 06th, 2014

Mira Costa School - Day 4 - Siem Reap

by Mhernandez on April 6, 2014 in Letters From CambodiaHalf way through our tour of Cambodia, today we flew from Phenom Penh to Siem Reap.Left: The colorful bus that drove us from the airport. Right: When in Siem Reap, do as the Reapeans do…This northern city is like a small town compared to the capitol, and much more lush.  Before our stop Meta Karuna Center,… [Read Full Article]

Sunday, April 06th, 2014

Mira Costa School - Cambodia 2014 Pictures

The group is now exploring in Siem Reap, Cambodia.  I received these photos from Alethea this morning.Funerary Stupa at the Killing Fields (above and below)Killing FieldsMax and Tyler help clean up after lunch.Students mixing cement for Montessori school project.Montessori school at Tonle Bati(above and below)Children of Montessori School(above and below)Children of Tonle BatiFeeding the fish in Siem ReapBaby Tilapia and… [Read Full Article]

Saturday, April 05th, 2014

Mira Costa School - Cambodia Cliff Diving

by Alex Jarus on April 5, 2014 in Letters From CambodiaThe sun dried hay pokes into my dirt covered feet as I catch my breath. With the sun beating down on me and my body visibly covered in sweat from the layer of humidity I rush forward into the abyss. The dry ground crunches underneath the weight of my rapidly advancing feet. The warm Cambodian… [Read Full Article]