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Apr 2, 2006 - Good bye Cambodia Hello Thailand

Having been drained of our $'s by the Siem Reap mafia of the sweet dreams guesthouse we decided to head back to Thailand to enjoy our last 3 weeks of this South east Asian experience in reletive peace and quiet (hopefully!) After being assured it was 1 bum per seat, 22 backpackers set off bound for Bangkok. It might have been 1 bum per seat but with 22 additional backpacks and no bag storage it was very cosy!! The road to the cambodian border crossing was the worst road we had encountered on our trip so far (The airlines pay for the road...

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Nov 14, 2005 - Poipet to Siem Reap by 'mini-bus'

I can't even begin to convey in words the sheer misery we experienced on this leg of the journey. I shouldn't even try but I feel it might be healthy to purge my mind of this 30 hours of hell. In the interest of time and money we decided to make a marathon jaunt from Chiang Mai all the way to Siem Reap without any hotel stopovers. In retrospect, the 12 hour bus ride from Chiang Mai to Bangkok was a breeze even though the bus was overcrowded, overheated, and overpriced. Nevertheless, we made it. Next step; get across town in morning rush...

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Jul 24, 2005 - Poipet, the final frontier....

To say that we were apprehensive about visiting Cambodia would be a major understatement. We had heard all sorts of rumours about the country ranging from the wildly outrageous, to the wildly outrageous but grounded in truth. With all this in mind we decided against taking the tourist bus from Bangkok to Siam Reap, instead deciding to make our own way. Our reasons were simple - it was notorious for people stealing your valuables, and the journey which was only supposed to take from 10 to 12 hours, actually took up to 24. The driver...

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May 25, 2005 - How my camera was stolen in the sketchy, bandit, border town of Cambodia

...And recovered again by the Cambodian police, bribe free. On only a few hours of sleep, Tom and I departed Bankok on the local (slow) train to the Cambodian border town of Poipet. Poipet, I believe, was a misspelling of toilet. After hearing stories and reading the history of corruption and unthinkable events occurring in Cambodia, I'm still -weeks after the event- a little amazed that the Cambodian police made the effort to track down my stolen camera and return it to me without any monetary reward.

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