Had a small mishap with the adresses but I found Uncle G eventually. He's been very generous with his time and space and we're likely to abuse that for a wee bit longer. I'm very happy to be spending a few quiet days here after travelling incessantly. I say quiet, but it's not really. It's mental. The traffic has to be seen to be believed, although I'm told that Vietnam is even worse. I can't imagine. Moto and tuktuk drivers are causing me some difficulty, as is anywhere without a menu or price tags. It's just too easy to get ripped off.
We visited Toul Sleng yesterday, the infamous Khmer Rouge prison S21. It was a grim experience to say the least. Today we were going to take a trip to see the Killing Fields themselves, but not enough people have signed up for it. It's possibly for the best since I don't think I could handle a whole day out in the baking heat. I started sweating in Dubai (a 32 degree steamroom) and I haven't stopped since.
Have had some nice meals. Uncle G is going to make us a home cooked meal tonight, which will be a rare treat on this trip. Tomorrow we get our visas for Vietnam before we move on.
