Hammocking….
Monday, August 30th, 2004Well, I was wrong. I had one more journey on the infamous Cambodian roads before I landed anywhere close to the Thai border. I had learned from my past few experiences to add couple of hours to the official time that any of the agents gives you..but I have to say the journey from the beaches in Cambodia to the Thai border was more than 9 hours. The only good thing about the trip was the fact that the driver dogged between all the craters (can’t call them pot holes) without getting stuck in the mousy mud even once. Can’t imagine all the sissy complainers trying to give a hand if that had happened.
I have to say I was in good spirits considering the time we spend on the bus. Not a wink of sleep and of course got introduced to a few more muscle groups that I had absolutely no idea I had. Crossing the border was easy as well. Duty-free shopping the Cambodian kind awaited us. You could find a carton of Marlboro’s for $6..cheap eh!