In the capital city of Cambodia...
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We had engaged a taxi at US$47 (after lots of bargaining) with a tour agency to take us to Phnom Penh in the early hours of the morning. The driver had, however, missed his appointed time at 6am and reached at about 645am instead, citing that he had some issues to sort out with another passenger. Well... What can we say? Thus it was already near to 7am where we left for the capital. The road was smooth unlike that from the border to Siem Reap. The driver made a few brief stops along the way, and we finally reached our destination at about 1145am. Checked in at Diamond's Guest House Restaurant & Bar at Sangkat, Phsar Kandal I. It looked old and not very appealing indeed as we walked up the stairs to view our rooms.
Quickly took a shower while charging my camera and mobile phone and ran out again to meet my fellow TB and the tuk tuk driver who had been waiting there for us all the while. It was at 1230 noon where we set off for the killing fields and Tuol Sleng genocide museum. These are places which served as a grim reminder to the world, the Khmer Rouge regime which systematically wiped out about a quarter of Cambodia's population. It is deeply depressing especially at the genocide museum. The cries of the victims and the overwhelming gloom of the place seemed to linger forever, unable to escape from their sorrowful fate, made their way to the core of my heart.
It was about 4pm where my TB and I finished our visit to Tuol Sleng. We made our way to Sisowath Boulevard where we had our first meal of the day. Met up with a local friend and I had fragrant rice with pieces of chicken meat, Khmer style.
It is pleasant along the river side where the view is good and you can hire a river boat ride. Unfortunately due to time constraints, I did not manage to catch that. Together with my friend, we walked along the road next to the river to the bustling evening traffic. There were always children here and there. There was a girl who seemed quite lost, hanging around outside the cafe i was at. I patted her on her head and gave her a sweet which was the last one i had. Sadly, pitiful children like her who had to go hungry always are really one too many.. How often do we remember their sufferings especially when we are indulging in and stuffing ourselves silly with rich calorie laden seafood buffets or snugged comfortably under clean quilt covers in our cosy rooms?
Continuing our walk, my friend told me that despite leading a simple life, Cambodians in the city are happy as we saw a group exercising and dancing together to the beat of the music.
The dish was spicy and the fish was so full of bones. Well, it was just for the experience so i did not really mind that. The waitress was nice and courteous as she tried to chat a bit with me. However due to the language barrier, we could not talk much. Despite that, I had a pleasant dining experience as all along, anything North Korea has always held a sense of intriguing mystery over me as not much is known about this country.