ight breaks through the jungle canopy to illuminate ancient carvings covered in wet moss. A bird call echoes through a stone corridor as a guardian monkey leaps into your path challenging your approach into the world of Angkor. A mysterious monk in orange robes appears on a ledge and stares into your eyes. Suddenly, he’s gone. Stone faces encircle you and scream out from the past warning that your moment of tranquility is coming to an end. Suddenly, a screeching megaphone cuts the silence as an army of 25 people dressed in Hawaiian shirts and short-shorts march by. The onslaught fades into a distant chamber and the beautiful serenity of Angkor slowly reemerges.