Sangkat Svay Dangkum, Cambodia
The alarms began to ring at 4 am, pitch black, but a cacophony of cockerels were breaking the silence all the around. Quickly I covered all my exposed bits in sun screen, dressed and organised my bag for the ride - 2l of water, a couple of bananas and tangerines, camera, phone and lip screen. Silently, I left my room and crept downstairs trying not to disturb anyone to collect my bike. There were hammocks strung everywhere, as the night boys and security staff ...