On Sunday there was more history. We visited the second largest of the killing fields. It was a draining but worthwhile trip, especially as we had an excellent guide.
Uncle G's ham sauce spaghetti (Khmer variation) was excellent. After that we headed off to warch the ABs crush the Sweaties (that's rugby for those of you who don't know). Wasn't too late a night, but we didn't leave until they turned the electricity off in the pub.
We had a lie in and a quiet last day in PP, walking around the town. One more quality dinner (Chinese this time) and a few more mozzie bites later and it was time to pack our bags and hit the road again.
