- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Non-smoking rooms
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... some available tours and begged us to book through him as it would help him to put his son through University. He looked so disappointed when I told him we already had a tour booked so we booked a dinner cruise for Thursday night. After the other couple arrived ( a Dutch couple who live in Germany), we got into a van with a driver and made our way to the city. It was a long drive due to rush hour traffic and the other ...
... loaded up all of our bags to take them to our bus on the Thai side, we queued to be stamped out of Cambodia then walked past stalls selling clothes, food and randomly sparrows and turtles to get stamped into Thailand. Then it was find an ATM, start getting our heads round a new currency (£1 = 50Baht) and hide out in the coffee shop til our Thai bus arrived to drive us to Bangkok. As if spending our last group day travelling wasn't bad enough ...
... my hostel Bed Station. I threw my backpack down, waited to check in and had a Chang beer, ice cold. I got talking to a girl from South Korea. Her English wasnt great but she really tried. We were in the same dorm, 8 bed with another guy from Korea, another girl from england, 2 Austrian girls, a guy from Barbados and a guy from Canada. I had a shower and freshened up. I felt much better. I went for a walk and found a local market where they were chopping off ...
... old/found/stolen products on makeshift stalls on the floor. After all of this we tried to rest in a mini park by the river, watching the colourful boat tours and water taxis go by. Five minutes into trying to lay on the spiky grass a policeman came onto the grass and told everyone they were not allowed to lie down. By the time we got on the bus that evening I had become much better at putting my backpack on by myself and no longer had to lay ...
... again jabbered on about where to get it, and how lame I must be not to have done so already. I think.
At that point I had stuffed my suitcase as full as its seams would allow so adding a small manhole cover would require also buying a new suitcase to pack it in and my wife already chided me for being a suitcase hoarder (a trait I was unaware of but have obviously inherited from my mother). A bit of Internet research had turned up no source ...