The day had come to collect our visas from the Thai embassy and it all went without incident. We had to wait quite a while but we pretty much walked in, gave our receipt, waited, and received our passports with a big sticker visa inside. Great.
From Phnom Penh we were moving to Sihanoukville, a costal town in South Cambodia. We were booked on a mini bus, which was a little cramped but fine. Another bus journey, another town. The journey was fine until the little kid behind us threw up about 40 minutes out of Sihanoukville. It was horrific!
We arrived, a little queazy, and headed for our hostel. There was a big bar front with seating, good drinks deals and all sorts of food on the menu. They even had a small pool!
We had booked a private, fan room and it was very basic. We can do basic, that we don't mind, but when it's 36-40 degrees outside you would like somewhere to cool down and relax. This is impossible when you room is hotter than outside!!! We stayed for 2 nights then did a bit of research. The guest house we decided to move to turned out to be directly opposite our current one. We headed over and checked in. The room was an improvement but still basic. The bathroom was tiny but had all we needed. And the pool was amazing! We spent the whole day lazing around the pool, which is only the second time we have done that this trip I think! We found lots of great places to eat and little coffee shops, we spent some time at the beach which was literally bar after bar after bar with seats (no sun beds) and vendors trying to sell you food, drink and massages.
We also go roped into the Sihanoukville bar crawl. I say roped in as we originally went out for food and a couple of drinks, then the reps got us. We said no many times but before we knew it we were playing flip cup wearing skimpy bar crawl vests and downing shots.
When we got home I fell asleep pretty quick. I was woken what must of only been a couple of minutes later to the sound of the hubby being sick. Anyone who has ever had to experience this knows that he can't be sick quietly. He is like a man possessed. It's so so loud. When I got up he was in the bathroom, door wide open, throwing up on the floor ..... directly next to the toilet! I was so tired I couldn't muster more energy other than to close the door on him 🤦🏻♀️
Needless to say the next day was rough. I was woken again by a noise from the bathroom, this time it was the hubby using the 'bum gun' hose to try and get the remaining sick off the floor. I have no words...
We had a great night though, from what we could remember of it.
While in Sihanoukville we had some bad news from home. A decision was made to book a flight. We needed to be back in the UK. This meant that we had to cut Cambodia short, but because we were flying from Siem Reap and because of the way the flights fell we had 1 day to spend there. We decided this day would be spent at the famous Angkor Wat, squeezing in as many of the sights as possible.
