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A day and a half of catching up on things - updating my blog for all you beautiful people - having a wonderful time with Will and Sara - and seeing some of the sights and sounds of PP. I started this leg of the trip meeting Sara in the guest house in Siem Reap and it seemed appropriate that it ended with the two of us again heading in different directions. It has been nice to lose my travel companions one at a time instead of all together as it has provided a different dynamic with each of them.
Obtaining a Loas VISA in PP was an interesting experience - I cant say i have ever felt coming out of an official place like an embassy that I could have bribed or negotiated the price of the VISA - well this is exactly how i felt leaving the Laos embassy yesterday.
Today Sara and I woke early due to a bear - also known as a very loud snorer residing next to us in our hotel room, after the ritual morning coffee we hunted down a street food stall for our last Cambodian breakfast and I am pleased to say to was delicious! A spot of market shopping was in store before the somber experience of heading out the remember the dead or the Pol Pot regime. this was a personal reflection that I do not want to write about hear - so if you are interested feel free to ask me at a later date.
An afternoon at the glittering royal palace before hours and hours trying to get this blog up to date. I have actually enjoyed the time to sit and write and remember what has been an amazing three weeks.
Obtaining a Loas VISA in PP was an interesting experience - I cant say i have ever felt coming out of an official place like an embassy that I could have bribed or negotiated the price of the VISA - well this is exactly how i felt leaving the Laos embassy yesterday.
Today Sara and I woke early due to a bear - also known as a very loud snorer residing next to us in our hotel room, after the ritual morning coffee we hunted down a street food stall for our last Cambodian breakfast and I am pleased to say to was delicious! A spot of market shopping was in store before the somber experience of heading out the remember the dead or the Pol Pot regime. this was a personal reflection that I do not want to write about hear - so if you are interested feel free to ask me at a later date.
An afternoon at the glittering royal palace before hours and hours trying to get this blog up to date. I have actually enjoyed the time to sit and write and remember what has been an amazing three weeks.
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