Princess Hotel Phnom Penh
Travel Blogs from Phnom Penh
25th Yesterday evening we drank something with Lucca. He has the guesthouse just for a year, but he is very happy living in Siem Reap. Our tuk tuk came to pick us up at 8:00 in the morning. We had the minivan at 8:30 leaving for Phnom Penh. The trip was quite heavy again. The road is terrible and our driver just ignored it and drove as fast as …
... children's class and then off to lunch.
The powder-coater had
spoken with my girlfriend. He had decided we were too far away to
visit so that had scuppered our plans. I met Steve at his house just
as he was taking his dog around the corner for a walk. He asked if I
had arranged to meet our old colleagues for collecting their rental
money which confused me as I thought we'd planned to see the
powder-coater which we now hadn't.
In the end we went ...
... barricaded-off streets and military convoys, so we gave up and headed to Krua Apsorn Cafe for lunch (concerned readers will be relieved to know that it remains intact. And delicious). This is a teeny cafe with all the design decor of a 7-11, but yet it's been named one of the 500 Places to Eat In the World, and the Thai royal family often drops in for takeout (it's very near the palace we couldn't reach). We had Thai noodles and stir fried mushrooms and green curry, and ...
... 50. At this
point all seemed fine. Then he said I'd have to take a couple of
extra classes meaning this was actually going to be a large reduction
in pay. He couldn't understand why I didn't take it, clearly he'd
never taught maths.
After this the lies came
tumbling out, teachers left in droves, most citing him as the reason.
I wrote my resignation and was told he'd tried 3 times to have me
sacked. Well, that tore it and I decided to stay and make ...
... had. I book for the next night. We have decided to stay and see the Khamer Rouge Genocide museum the next day, but only after another Jug of Happy Hour beer. Back to the rooftop for a game of Rumikub. Soon joined by a girl Israely traveller waiting for her bus. One game each, before the house music became a bit repetitious and we retired. Thursday morning again walk the streets to the the central market, so much jewlery bling, and on to the Genocide Museum. ...