Cambodia is doing my head in.

Just when I thought we had had the worst journey, the hits just keep on coming. a boat to a tuk tuk to a van to a three hour delay where all of our visa money was lost, to a van, to a boat to a van which broke down to another van after an hour long wait to an unexpected stop with loads of fighting to sleeping in the stopped van cause the driver didnt feel like driving anymore to a bus. did I mention that I got a little bit too much of the mekong in my kong. Yeah I was vomiting the whole way.

I can't say I've fully recovered. Although Angor Wat is beautiful and this sure is an interesting country with a heartbreaking and inspiring history, I just don't feel up to dealing with a tourist scene that is less than ten years old.

We spent this morning in the landmine museum and it put my emotional and physical aching in check.

I'll write more later, I promise. For now I just needed to vent.

Much love and Cambodian humidity,
Maya