White rabbit, white rabbit, white rabbit!
I managed to spend all but my last 50cents on two cartons of milk, a bottle of water, and a croissant before the seven hour bus journey to Siem Reap. We stopped off two or three times, once for lunch where I stupidly ate a big bit of chilli and had to rush off for a very cold drink. The hotel seems nice, it even has mosquito nets and the obligatory shower/toilet.
At the Cambodia border I carried my bags through all the checkpoints as I didn't have any baht left, and paid the price in sweat as we hung around the tents filling out forms. We arrived in Siem Reap to learn it means 'Thailand Defeat', something our Cambodian tour guide Teah was very happy about.
We headed over to a local bar called The Temple to have dinner and watch some traditional Cambodian dancing, where I had fresh spring rolls: they were meant to be a starter but easily served as a main. Needless to say the Amok for the main course took a long time to go down.
They were giving away t-shirts with pitchers of cocktails, so rather stupidly I opted to buy a pitcher of Long Island Ice Tea rather than just pay the $3 for the t-shirt. A few hours later when I was still supping on the pitcher I wished I'd just bought the t-shirt!
A few of us stayed on after dinner for some drinking games, which Teah was more than happy to provide us with. Some unique dancing and a drunken walk home took us back for midnight, ready to face our 4am wake-up call in the morning. Glutton for punishment comes to mind.