Travel Blogs from Phnom Penh
... turned and she tried to wake me up I would more likely reward
her with a smack in the face. She opened her eyes and rolled around
like a dog poked with a stick. Jason tried to come in and be part of
whatever was going on but he got held back.
As I put my shoes on she
emerged from the bedroom fully dressed which was a surprise and a
half. We put the bike out and I left for another day in the trenches.
The roads were as challenging as ever. My daily 'what ...
... too and shown. Silence was every where. Head phones worn by all, masked the emotions felt by all. Burial pits, slaughter trees, holding sheds, it was all there. And our last stop on the walking trail a memorial building with 12 layers or floors of skulls and bones. We were glad to be back at our hotel, and lucky that we had no family or friends that endured such horror. Another evening we ...
... had cracked
his frame and my constant assurances that this was a bad thing had
finally got him worried enough to actually do something about it.
I rode the loan bike home.
It was due to go out the following morning to a new customer which
shouldn't have been a problem, it was one of the nicest bikes we had,
almost new and a great runner. Unfortunately this was no longer true,
it was spluttering and dying out. I had my work cut out for me in the
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TravelPod Member ReviewsLyon d'Or Phnom Penh
15 dollars a night, clean enough, very expensive restaurant, breakfast included, next to the river.
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