Melting

The sun was shining brightly as I woke up in our luxurious guesthouse in Pnomh Penh. I checked my watch, and it was only about 8:30am, which was clearly not a long enough sleep after the previous days’ travel, but with the prospect of no rain, I forced myself out of bed and tried to calmly wake Paul up. Finally, after some negotiating, he too realized that it was too nice of a day, and while we were in no mood for sightseeing some of the major attractions in Pnomh Penh, we wanted to get out and explore the city. But our first goal would have to be food. We set off in what would be the first of many tuk-tuk rides to find something to eat, and began to catch of glimpse of what a completely different place Cambodia is, to what our first two days impression was. [read on]