I had no idea the king had died when I arrived in Phnom Penh but plenty of people were upset by it. Every night there was a ceremony and most evenings I would go too to watch what happened. It goes on for 90 days.
There is something magnificent about watching death, marriage, or birth in the world. It shows you on some level who the people of this country are, where you have landed. Maybe you can't even put it into words but you can feel it.