On the bus to Siem Reap, I’m chatting with a couple of Canadian girls about their travels and read some of my lonely planet guide book (turns out you can get them for $1-$2 USD).
I don’t know the way to the Siem Reap guest houses, so I tag along with a small group, two British girls, two British guys and a Chinese guy who’s currently an expat in Phnom Penh.
Kirsty & Carly have travelled south-east Asia and have six months on their world trip and have both spent time volunteering in Africa. Matt & Miles have also been travelling for a couple of months, guitars in hand – I miss playing.
Xuan is working for an organisation that allows students the opportunity to get work experience abroad.
We head down to the temples the following morning to see the sunrise at Angkor Wat (along with several hundred other people who’ve read the guidebook).
Our Tuk-Tuk driver had the shits with the price organised and the early start to the day and sarcastically dares Miles to climb on the roof of the Tuk-Tuk. Miles obliges and the driver is pissed thinking the roof is damaged, he curses “fucking British tourists” and we have a bit of a laugh.
The other Tuk-Tuk driver is much friendlier and allows the guys to drive the Tuk-Tuk around. Big mistake! The friendly Cambodian police write him up for breaking the law and the guys pay the imposed “fine”.
We also see some temples, many photos in the gallery.
Carly, Miles, myself, Xuan, Mat and Kirsty.
Sunrise over Angkor Wat.
Posing at Bayon temple.
One of the many kids selling trinkets (two flutes, $1USD).