Don't play with guns!! But if you do, try them in Cambodia.
As an America, it is my God-given right to be a gun-fanatic, but I'm just not. Still, this didn't stop me from trying it while on vacation. What could be safer than firing guns from a shooting range in Cambodia that was taken to us by our tuk-tuk driver?
Chris, Tony and I pile into our tuk-tuk, a glorified lawn-mower with wheels, to be driven 20 minutes outside of Phnom Phen to the shooting range. Without any seatbelts, doors or sanity, we bobbed around the inside, while our driver manueuvered us through every obstruction imaginable-- pot-holes, herds of cows, 20 ft. bamboo poles, whole families on motobikes, clouds of dust from all the traffic...
As if straight out of the MTV show Cribs, the gates opened to a tiny kingdom. The owner sat us down and gave us the most dangerous menu I've ever seen:
$200 Rocket Launcher
$25 AK47 (25 bullets)
$25 M16 (25 bullets)
There were about 20 weapons to choose from, and at the bottom of the menu read, "Do not take picture of this menu!!"
Tony chose the grenade first and was instructed to throw it in the little swamp outside this guy's house. It was the most normal thing for him and his family. His daughter, who couldn't have been older than 13, was browsing a girly magazie. She was completely uninterested in the fact that the earth just shook or that her lake had just burped up black smoke.
Next was the M16, AK47, and Colt45. We all had our turns on each, but one shot was enough for me. As with every good Cribs episode, the owner of the shooting range wasted no time escorting us out, shutting us of those gates.