|Not an every day sight at the office|
Don't ask! Well okay, its the left-overs from a beer company (Heineken) commercial shoot in Cambodia. They flew someone in from abroad and took him by helicopter, blindfolded, to the depths of Ratanakiri. They took off his blindfold, sat him in the duck you see before you, in a remote jungle-lined river in northeastern Cambodia and told him to find his way back to civilization. After a series of adventures that included getting arrested by the river police, he arrived in Phnom Penh, ate at the new Duck restaurant, where-else, and ended up at a party where the duck head was replaced by a dragon head. I did say, don't ask. The actor and the cameras have now left, leaving the large yellow duck looking for a new home and currently cluttering up the courtyard of my office. Ratha, our receptionist, was making it very clear that the beast couldn't stay in what is a no duck parking zone. It ignored her. Everyone does.
Labels: Heineken, Ratha, Yellow Duck