Angkor Wat/Siem Reap Bound
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November 28th, 2007 – by: miggitymax
Ach was leaving to head back to LA anyway an hour later at the airport. As usual, their kindness was VERY MUCH appreciated.
So I started out. On the train. Not even a hint of daylight yet. A 4 hour train ride to the border. I didnt sleep(For fear of losing my stuff), but read and watched as the scenery changed with the rising sun. I was in the stinky train carts again, but I didn't really care. I was on my way. It was the one last place I had to see before I left. Angkor Wat. One of the 7 wonders of the world. I was about to see why.
I think half the wonder is that you can even get there without flying.
Got my visa. Hopped in a really big, nice, charter bus. Drove 1 mile. Hopped out and into a smaller bus. Then drove another .5 miles. Went through immigration as little children follow you in the streets trying to pickpocket you at every chance possible.
They're kind of tricky actually. They carry these umbrellas, knowing its hot. They run up to you acting like they're trying to help you by pouring shade on you. Really they're just trying to get close. To steal Sh*t from you. Didn't really matter to me cuz I had my backpack all locked up.
Passed immigration. Then through some other secondary immigration in the sketchiest town you'll ever see. Polpet. I read that the best thing about this town was leaving it. They weren'y kidding. Its the kind of place where you feel like everyone is watching you, waiting for an opportunity to do something bad to you.
We then hopped in a smaller Van yet. The final vehicle.
Along the bumpiest, crappiest road I've ever seen. Dirt. Holes. Broken bridges. Classic!
We finally arrived at the Hotel after 4 hours on that road.
I told the driver that this was not where I was staying. And that I would be dropped off at the place called Jasmine Guest House. He didnt know where that was. And didnt really care. He drove me and the man-girl down some strange dark alley to a motel. I said, this is not where I'm staying. He tried to drop me off w/ a bunch of guys that came to the van when he stopped. He said, "They will help you". I said, "F' that! Take me to the main road again!"
So he closed the door and did. We happened to stumble across the Jasmine Guest House along the way. He dropped me off and I headed in.
Of course naturally the guesthouse didn't have my reservation. And naturally, they offered to put me up at their other location across the street down some other sketchy alley-way.
I said no way.
Not traveling alone will I stay here.
I headed to the first hotel I could find. It wasn't too bad.
Got a room. Dropped off my stuff. And headed to an internet cafe I had seen on the way in.
I quickly booked my FLIGHT back to Bangkok for 2 days later. I was not going through that again.
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