Arriving in Cambodia

Before we begin, this was wrote yesterday but due to awful WiFi it couldn’t be posted. So read this, then read today’s adventures tomorrow when I can finish writing it. If you want to of course. It’s not like an order or anything…..

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Hello again and Choum reap sor from the Kingdom of Cambodia. It is literally just a quick stop over as we needed to get out of Thailand in order to get our Visa lengthened as we return through the border.

We left from Bangkok train station at 5:55am. We gathered the train would be empty and that even if it was a pretty uncomfortable we would still be able to just drift off to sleep and wake up when we arrived at the border.

Unfortunately this train was like something out of a comedy flick. Every man and his decrepit old goat were on this train and already in their seats before us. And we were 30 minutes early. We managed, just about, to find a seat/bench opposite a sleeping woman with a her shirt half unbuttoned and saliva dripping from her mouth. She was soon ushered to sit up by  what in England we would call the ticket man. In Thailand they are dressed and treated like high ranking officials, walking around with guns and the authority to shoot on site.

As we stopped at what seemed like every station in SE Asia, the train went from being busy to crammed to sardines in a tin like conditions. Our legs were in a bad way. But once the miserable old dribbler opposite us got off, time started to fly by….ish.

It turned into a mother’s meeting. Woman all with different things to sell from fish to fruit to seeds began to sit around us. They seemed to think we were like a couple of circus acts. Taking photos of us (can’t blame ’em) and laughing at every normal movement we made.

6 and a half hours from Bangkok we finally arrived at our stop 6km from the border. It was a tad mental but luckily the majority of people getting off were, like us, going to Cambodia. We were spotted by an Australian fisherman who loved to tell a story. He advised us to follow him and we duly did.

We jumped in a Tuk Tuk and got to the border with no problems. But then we started getting attacked by randoms wanting to help us with our visa. Tip: never give your passport to anyone who isn’t 100% official. Advice from the Aussie who took us through the border, the visa application process and to the bus station with hardly any issues at all.

The second you walk out of Thailand and into the No Man’s Land between the two countries you encounter tons of locals trying to see how much they can touch you with you flinching. All trying to sneak a phone or a camera straight out of your pocket.

About 25/30 of us took a bus to another bus stop. Here we could exchange our Thai money to Cambodian money. A currency we were told would be the best for us to use as we get a better exchange rate than their other commonly accepted currency of US dollars. Advice NOT to be followed.

After another 3 hour bus journey, another Tuk Tuk and having booked into our hostel, we went for dinner in a buffet restaurant near by. A buffet restaurant we only found out after our meal, only took dollar’s. In fact it turn out nobody, anywhere, uses Cambodian money. It’s Cambodia for Christ sake. What is going on?! Anyway we got away in the end from the restaurant and now we have a good few Franklins in the wallet in case that happens again.

Back in the hostel and we have a tv and a comfortable bed. We also have breakfast included for just a fiver per night. Obviously it has no hot water but you can’t have it all I guess. (Can’t you?…really?).

Tomorrow we look to find a way of getting back to Thailand in a more efficient way as well as visiting some more temples…oooooh.

Thanks for following x

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