I live in a small second floor studio apartment in Sihanoukville, Cambodia. Every day, I take the saddest five minute walk from my flat to my workplace.
The moment I go down the street, I see trash everywhere. I have to navigate through muddy potholes and waste water from the outdoor kitchens. A couple of dozen beer cans litter a store floor, showing what men did in the night while some women started playing cards. Half naked kids play in the mud when they should be in day care or preschool. A little further away, open mixed waste burning.
I arrive to the office with a heavy heart. Its too much to take for a five minute walk.