I meet Ken and Lynn at Mo Chit Terminal 2. I've been approaching everyone that seems interesting and talking to them. It turns out that Ken is from none other than Fort Langley. Hot damn! The Saturday before I left for Asia, we took a stroll right by his house and here we both were, in a random bus terminal. The world's a small place.
The bus to Siem Reap starts off on time and chugs along the highway, our A/C turned on high. Then all of a sudden, it just stops and flat out dies. I glance at the time... it's only been an hour and a half.
Eventually we get going again, everybody joking about how we might not make it. The bus pulls into a building with a cheap sign that says Cambodia Visa Entry. Everybody on the bus is told to disembark and do their visa here. We all ignore them and stand outside, most tourists having a quick smoke. After two hours at the border and immigration, everybody finally gets through and we proceed to Siem Reap!
Pub Street in Siem Reap proves to be calm, yet alive road with bars and restaurants. Although the national currency is the Cambodian Riel, everything is priced in USD here. Definitely tourist central. With massages at $5/hr, whole coconuts at $1, and all day tuk-Tuks at $12/day, who would ever want to leave?
I grab grill seared lamb for dinner at a local restaurant and cruise the streets. Life is good.
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