Not up until 9.30am today - bliss!
Dropped off some washing then went to a coffee shop, inside a well-lit petrol station, for a raisin pastry and iced tea. Met the group at noon to head over to the silk farm, where we learnt all about the silk worms and their lives of sleeping, reproducing, and dying in their yellow cases. The machines were the most fascinating though, and the intricate details that arise from the tiny threads of silk. We visited the gift shop, but I couldn't quite afford a silk pillow, so opted for a silk corsage for a mere $5.
Next up was the floating village where people live on stilted houses, as it doesn't cost to build on the water, and of course there's only waterway traffic. The plank to the boat was a little treacherous, and I did fear for my life as I walked it, but alas I made it over. We watched the small boats go by as we pulled into the trees and to scratched from all angles by the intruding trees.
We stopped off at Tonle Sap Lake before heading into the village to meet some of the children and their touting neighbours: they had a scheme to get us to buy textbooks and pencils for the children, after which the children hand them back to the sellers to be resold to the next lot of mugs. Fortunately our guide knew this beforehand. The state of the village was worse than some of those I'd seen in Africa, so I can see why they stick to the water and just use the roads as a dumping ground.
I was watching some dragonflies near the water when some little girls came over to watch me, I pointed them out, and they became determined to catch one, even walking over wood that had nails sticking out. I became my father and shouted 'careful' every two seconds as I watched them dice with tetanus! A younger girl caught one, and then suddenly all three had one - no idea how they got them! I gestured to let them fly off, which they did, but one had been held too long and simply dropped to the ground. Another was the cause of a mini argument and got torn in two as I watched from the sidelines. One of the lads tried to play noughts and crosses in the sand with the girls, but it just ended up being lots of crosses in the end! I'm not sure they were up on the game.
We met again at 7 for dinner, heading to the Soup Dragon for food before drinks at The Temple Bar again. We sat down after watching a random live band in the street, and noticed the bar menu had 'FROG $1' listed, so off we went to order a little $1 frog. He looked exactly like a frog ready to jump, and tasted just like chicken!
Lots of beer was consumed as the whole group joined up, and after a few too many the idea of Jagerbombs came into play. The Irish blokes set up ten large glasses of red bull, with the shots on top, and proceeded to very impressively knock each one into its designated glass in a domino-effect stunt. The shots were warm , but the show made up for that! What made them more impressive was that John had managed to bargain them down from $30 for ten to $20 for ten, after much negotiation with the manager and the manager's boss.
For some reason I decided to follow these up with a Springbok, and another Jagerbomb with Anjali as she'd been dancing when the dominos went down. Some more fancy dancing, and sheer excitement whenever Dizzee Rascal came on, then home to bed yet again.