I remember any time I travelled by TukTuk in Cambodia in the country, kids would come running to the road edge to wave and shout hello. Hours would pass with this continuously occurring, but I never got tired of it. Passing kids cyling, with a sibling or friend sat on the rack, sometimes sharing the same pedels and work.
I fining my job with a major school on Thursday and am of to Da Nang to find a new one with a smaller school. I taught skinny little village kids in combodia for a charity project, so I'm torn between the better paid private school with smaller classes and less pay with state schools and larger classes of kids that I think I'll find just a little more rewarding.