Sunday 19th June - Drove 6hours to Phnom Penh stoppe
d off a few time to go to the loo and the young children are at the bus door befor its even open, screaching madam and Mr Sexy, you buy, you buy, you no buy I cry. There were women walking around with live taranchula's & deep friend ones trying to get us to buy one.....not thank you lady! Once we arrived at the hotel we all did a cyclo tour. We got to see all the sights and even an elephant in the park. As we walked to dinner that night we came across an interesting stall that sold snakes on a stick! Resturant was nice but expensive, lovely clean toilets which was nice for a change and NZ Free Range Lamb wa son the menue. We ordered a beautiful Angkor curry and a taster plate consisting of 3 different plate levels, a bit like high tea. A few remaning people went down to the pub played some pool and drunk some buckets......well Ok I was the only one who drunk buckets but they were so good and cheap you couldn't say no. I later got taling to the bar guy who turns out lived in Manurewa and studies at MIT the same time I would have been studying there. I taught some street kids some of my dance moves and bought a few books off them which truned out to be photocopied books and the cover is upside down, hehehe. Got a tuk tuk home.
d off a few time to go to the loo and the young children are at the bus door befor its even open, screaching madam and Mr Sexy, you buy, you buy, you no buy I cry. There were women walking around with live taranchula's & deep friend ones trying to get us to buy one.....not thank you lady! Once we arrived at the hotel we all did a cyclo tour. We got to see all the sights and even an elephant in the park. As we walked to dinner that night we came across an interesting stall that sold snakes on a stick! Resturant was nice but expensive, lovely clean toilets which was nice for a change and NZ Free Range Lamb wa son the menue. We ordered a beautiful Angkor curry and a taster plate consisting of 3 different plate levels, a bit like high tea. A few remaning people went down to the pub played some pool and drunk some buckets......well Ok I was the only one who drunk buckets but they were so good and cheap you couldn't say no. I later got taling to the bar guy who turns out lived in Manurewa and studies at MIT the same time I would have been studying there. I taught some street kids some of my dance moves and bought a few books off them which truned out to be photocopied books and the cover is upside down, hehehe. Got a tuk tuk home.Monday 20th June - 7am start, slightly hung over
, off to Tou Sleng Prison in Pot Pol times. Our local guide was so graphic in telling us the horrible touture things that use to happen there, that if you wern't feeling sick hung over like me, you were feeling sick in general from hearing about it all. 
, off to Tou Sleng Prison in Pot Pol times. Our local guide was so graphic in telling us the horrible touture things that use to happen there, that if you wern't feeling sick hung over like me, you were feeling sick in general from hearing about it all. 
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