Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

Kevin enjoyed waking up in the morning. His window looked out on the green fields around. Their house was an American farmhouse though it looked more like an English cottage. It was Kevin’s mother who had restyled the place. She came from England and wanted to have some of it in her new home.

The bean fields around belonged to their family. As the only child in the family, Kevin’s father took up the family business and had never regretted it. He managed to take care of his fields all by himself, only with occasional help from his wife and his son. The farm was highly mechanized. There were all sorts of tractors, combines and other farming machines in their backyard. The father was skillful with them and mum too — she operated all the machines almost professionally. Kevin’s help was needed too, especially now - his small brother had been born recently and mum was busy with the baby.

Right, Kevin was always ready to help but not today. Some of his school friends were going to visit him and that didn’t happen very often. Living on a farm means some sort of isolation. You can’t just see some of your classmates on the street. You can’t walk around with them when you have an hour or two to spare. His mother drove Kevin to school and back every day and that was it — he spent every evening with his family. But today Max and Bob were coming and Kevin was going to enjoy his day off.

When the boys arrived, both Kevin and his father showed them around the farm. The boys were impressed when they learned how many beans the small family produced. Then the adults got busy with the barbecue and the boys went on exploring the farm land and the constructions there. Bob, who was crazy about archaeology, was absolutely fascinated with the old barn (амбар). It had never been used as a barn. Nobody had even entered it for years — the father kept some ancient farming equipment there.

With sincere interest Bob studied the old spades (лопаты), ploughs (плуги) and other ancient tools, the names of which Kevin did not know. Suddenly, Bob’s eyes sparkled: ‘Where did you get it from?’ In his hand he held something that looked like a spade but it was much smaller and the design was different.

‘I have no idea what it is,’ Kevin looked puzzled. ‘It was probably my grandfather or great-grandfather who left it here.’

‘But I suspect that it was made much earlier than your great-grandparents lifetime,’ Bob looked really excited. ‘Can I take it with me? To show it to the people in the Archaeology society?’

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. ‘I don’t think anyone minds if we take everything from here. Father would be glad to get rid of the stuff. He has always wanted to remove this barn completely but still cannot find time to do it.’

‘Do not be in too much of a hurry to do it,’ Bob gave him a wink. ‘Who knows... this ancient stuff will probably make your name famous.’

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

When Jacob opened his eyes, it was late morning. He closed ____________(THEY) again as there was no point in getting up. It was the __________(ONE) day of holidays but it was no fun — all his friends were out of the city and Jacob knew that his parents ____________(COME) home from work late. Suddenly he ____________(HEAR) a noise from the kitchen. Thieves? Jacob felt scared. Someone was there. Then he smelled pies cooking. Thieves do not cook pies and he immediately knew who it was. “Gran! I'm so glad you ___________(COME)!” Jacob rushed to the kitchen and hugged the smiling little lady. “Easy, easy, or I'll drop the saucepan. I ____________(MAKE) your favourite pie with vanilla sauce. Where do you keep cinnamon by the way? Cinnamon ____________(WRITE) here, but there isn't any,” the woman handed him a little spice jar. “I don't know, Gran, honestly! But the cinnamon _________(NOT MATTER). It's great that you are here. I've got a lot to tell you.” The woman smiled. “OK, you get dressed and when you are ready, we _________(CHAT). Hurry up!”

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.

Siem Reap is a small town in Cambodia, a country in southeast Asia. It is built around a __________________(FAME) cathedral. The town is charming with some fine examples of French colonial architecture. A legend says that a French

__________________(WRITE) once called the town “a pearl of Cambodia”. Nowadays, this town is quite popular with tourists. They often use it as a starting point for their _________________(EXCITE) travellings. The town is really remarkable. There you will find some __________________(IMPRESS) stone monuments and statues, ancient buildings and picturesque ruins. Note that it’s __________________(USUAL) hot there in the summer. Please ensure that you take __________________(COMFORT) walking shoes, light clothing and plenty of water to drink.