After over thirty-years of searching, Ravuth at last feels hopeful. 
Recalling the last time he saw his parents and mischievous younger brother at his village, when the Khmer Rouge herded them off like animals, along with the rest of the villagers, he can only imagine what they have been through. 

This thrilling, unpredictable, yet sometimes hilarious quest, takes you from the fashionable London restaurant scene to the wild, untamed jungles of the Cardamom Mountains, where an English baker helps a Cambodian refugee searching for his missing family and an elusive plant, the source of an exquisite spice.

The Spice

The vehicle’s air-conditioner provided welcome relief as they drove to Jed’s new office in the centre of Phnom Penh. 


 “I like your new office Jed,” said Ravuth gazing at the modern furnishings and equipment.” 


 “Yeah, it’s better than the old dump,” replied Jed. 


 Jed poured himself a glass of bourbon, gave Cake and Ravuth a coke, and they sat at his desk. “I bet you are thrilled, Buddy. I bet you can’t wait to find your home.” 


 “Okay, let’s make a start,” said Jed and smiled. 


 Ravuth smiled, went into his holdall, took out the copies for Jed of the satellite images he’d brought with him with the village circled on it and the images from Google Earth showing where he thought the trail began, and handed them to Jed 


 Jed told Ravuth that he would be busy sorting out the Bangkok clients, so suggested that Ravuth went along with Cake and Oun to find the village. 


- The Adventure Begins -