Got back to PP last night, not quite as early as I had planned. For some odd reason I seemed to think the bus from Kampot to Phnom Penh was 2 hours. “oh no”, I was reliably informed by my neighbour on the bus. It’s more like 5 hours!
5 and a half hours later we rocked into PP. I’m glad we had the obligatory toilet stops for the driver as I was able to pick up some sustenance, a steamed pork dumpling and some pineapple. Two momentous occasions today deemed the local food safe. First, I was able to safely break wind without shitting myself. Secondly, I was again passing solids!
So, back in PP and I jumped in a tuk tuk to Frangipani 90 Villa. After traversing the length of town and arriving at the hotel, I was informed the hotel was full and they had a “special” room for me at their sister hotel, Frangipani 60. And in fairness, I was quite happy as this second hotel is much closer to the action. So off I went into the night again in the back of a tuk tuk.
After checking in (nice hotel by the way), and freshening up, I went for a wander round. And talk about surprised. Found some fantastic bars. $0.75 happy hour beers, and lovely restaurants. This area is
much nicer than down by the river. Just a shame that I only have 2 nights. Oh well, that’s the nature of travel.
Today was an early start (after a fantastic sleep in a bed that rivals the one at Mea Culpa in Kampot). And from 7.30am to lunchtime I walked to Wat Phnom, via a city walking tour, back along the riverfront, and then all the way to the other side of town to the Russian Market. Shattered!!! And I must stop buying DVDs. I’ll be buggered if they don’t work when I get home.
It’s now 14.40 and I’m having coffee break at Cafe Fresco. Oh, and a little bit of cake, just to keep my strength up for my last night.
Plan? Finish coffee, (and cake!), wander back to room again and make sure I am all set for leaving tomorrow.
Has it really been 2 weeks? Really really
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