After 4 days of the Bangkok grind, it was time for a change of scenery. We opted to take a train to the border; $1.50 took us only 150km in 7.5 hours……brutally cheap, amazingly inefficient, and eye-openingly awesome. Turns out the old saying is true, “it’s the journey that counts”….or something like that.
We finally made it off the train….hopped in a tuk tuk…and cruised to the border. The process of crossing, was relatively straight-forward, but I screwed up the visa application….which made things a bit more complex. Luckily, our newfound-cabbie-tour-guide-hustler friend payed off the local cops to expedite the process; 2 hours later, we were across.
What happened next was arguably the highlight of the entire trip. Rachel: “Hey, you guys eat dog in Cambodia, right?” Cabbie: “oh yes. very good. you would like?”
13+ hours of travel completely wiped us out….but was thoroughly entertaining. Crashed hard that night. Angkor Wat tour at daybreak……