3rd August 2012
Today we say goodbye to Vietnam and head for the Cambodian border which should take us about 2 hours. We travel by public bus, but it's not what I expected to be honest. When I read public bus I thought chickens and goats the bags thrown on the roof and no air conditioning, I was wrong. The bus is a 40 seat coach with air con, tv and a toilet which is just as well as we will be on this for about 6 hours. Just before we reach the border I hear Tracey shout at me from the back of the bus, she has managed to break her seat and from what I can gather it now reclines flat! Staff off the bus try and repair it with screwdrivers ( poor Tracey if someone's going to have a mishap it's going to be her). We get to the border and the driver collects our passports and $25 for our visa's. I must admit this is one of the quickest border crossings iv ever done during my travels fast and efficient. Once we get across the border we stop for a 20 minute lunch break and then continue on. As we drive along I look out and think that they are doing Farley well considering it was only about 30 years ago when a third of the population were wiped out by Po Pot and the Kmur rouge. We arrive at the hotel and get our room key and Simon, Gill, Roger and I jump into the tiny lift which has a capacity for a maximum of 4 people. We press the buttons for our floors and the lift starts moving then on the panel a red light starts flashing over weight, happy Buda strikes again. We get to our room which is massive and have an hour to relax before going off for a tour of the city. We meet downstairs and outside are a row of cyclos which are like a push bike version of a rickshaw. These will be our transport for the afternoon tour of the city. I start off second from the front but it's not long before we start dropping behind I think my driver is now regretting grabbing me for his passenger. We tour the busy streets stopping off at places of interest for photos and then finish back at the hotel. Just enough time to freshen up before we all jump in tuc tucs and head out for dinner. After we finish dinner we sit at the table talking when suddenly Tracey jumps out of her seat screaming and dancing around. A cockroach has dropped down the front of her top much to our amusement. Having seen her reaction my wicked side comes out and I roll up a piece of tissue and flick it into the air. Direct hit as it lands right in the middle of her back and she jumps up again with a screech and we are all in stitches, I can't remember her exact words and not sure they would be fit for publication but let's just say she vows revenge! A while later Simon and I leave the table to stand on the side for a cigarette and the temptation is to great, there is a dry leaf on the floor which I drop onto Tracey's head and by this time I'm laughing so much it hurts. We head back to the hotel and turn in for the night, tomorrow we head out to see the Killing Fields.