When you are confronted with 200 hours of footage that need to be whittled to 90 minutes, you have to learn to “let go”...here is one such scene. We were travelling in “Khmer Rouge” territory, areas in the north east of Cambodia still sympathetic to the Pol Pot time. Former cadre now local leaders - all that kind of thing. Beautiful country, terrible past.
I wondered about this piper, how he knew Auld Lang Syne and that our mention of New Zealand triggered his knowledge of Maori...maybe from peacekeeping days? Who knows.