I suggest that the Kingdom of Cambodia changes it's name to "Pyjama Country". I expect the proposal to sail smoothly through parliament (once they have managed to settle the ten months long political stalemate that has kept them from forming a government) since I suppose it's pretty obvious that that is the name Cambodia should have. Where else can you see so many people walking around in their PJs?

It's really funny: When you walk through Phnom Penh you meet dozens, nay, hundreds of women who walk around in pyjamas. They are shopping in ththeir pyjamas, cooking in them, working in them and are driving in taxis and motos in them. And I'm not talking about dresses that almost look like pyjamas. Or jogging outfits that look very similar to PJs. No these are the real thing. The most popular colours seem to be light blue and pink with patterns of hundreds of delightful teddybears or small dogs. Which is really a bit unsettling when you are standing in the middle if a busy market and the 40-something years old woman with whom you are furiously haggling about the equivalent of 50 cents is staring at you intently out of a smiling assortment of Snoopys. I mean, you are supposed to concentrate on the bargain. But all I want to ask them all the time is: "Ehem, did you by any chance notice that you are still wearing your pyjamas?" Which would really be something very stupid to say, since they are of course aware of it.

I suppose they wear them because they are light, cheerful and out of cotton. Trying to get to the bottom I even asked one of the girls from the hotel bar about this rather strange phenomenon. Unfortunately though, her answer only deepend the mistery. She stared at me blankly and asked - obviously very confused - "What do you mean? Noone is running around in their pyjamas!!!"