FINALLY MAKING IT TO CAMBODIA!! We are now down to two, Hayley flew to siem reep at half 5 this morning, and Katrina and I are getting the bus to Phnom Penh. We had very uncomfortable seats. At the back, in the middle, no aircon. No fuss getting the visa, except for people standing too closely, so Katrina and I introduced a rule that if we blew out and you could feel it, you were too close. Everyone was too close. Once we eventually crossed the border and were in Cambodia we stopped for food. My first meal in Cambodia was not a pleasurable experience. First I tried to get a roll, they said no. Then I tried to get thai noodles and the guy just shouted at me to sit down. I guessed he might be bringing my noodles over to me, but I was wrong. So, for lunch I had some Oreo type biscuits, they weren't even nice.
Cambodia is bloody hot. Much hotter than Vietnam. Especially without aircon on the bus.
When we got to Phnom Penh we decided to walk with jamie and babs to our hostel, mad monkey. I thought it would be a fine walk. However in the heat it soon became the walk from hell. Our tshirts were stuck to us and we were dropping in sweat. All because we were too cheap to pay $2. Fab.
The hostel is nice though, amazing aircon in the rooms and decent showers. Happy Hucker.
We prepared ourselves and went to dinner at our hostel across the road, we were all shocked by Cambodian prices as we thought it was going to be the cheapest place yet, but as everything is in dollars it feels so much more expensive. I had enchiladas (very Khmer, I know) which were actually wonderful. After our meal we headed up to the roof top bar. Here we had some cheap beer and played table football, some of the Cambodian bar staff joined in with us. Their laughs are glorious, so full of happiness over such simple things. I love it.
Once we went to bed, I slept like a baby in my double. That is until some noisy p**** came in at 4 in the morning, turning in the lights, saying they needed to start packing... I mean come on, really? Do it before you go out you f***ing d*** eeeeee. I don't understand how common courtesy is so few and far between. Once it hit half 5, an alarm started going off, playing the most God damn awful music, genuinely thought I had woken up in the middle of a game of laser quest, but at some trance festival. I tried to turn the alarm off, however it was under the Dutch d*** s face, I decided not to wake him. Unfortunately I am evil and wanted him to miss his bus. WHICH HE DIDNT BECAUSE THE HOTEL STAFF CAME IN AN HOUR LATER AND SAID THE BUS WAS WAITING FOR THEM. So what do they do? They lounge in bed for 15 minutes talking. I have a sneaky suspicion that they were raised by either ferrel dogs, or just the biggest Dutch asbo family ever to have lived.
Rant done, over and out.