At last, the unfortunate time arrived to leave the tropical island paradise of Koh Tao. After taking pictures of just about everything to make up for a curious lack of them beforehand (including a top notch photo of an aerial photo to confuse everyone), we visited another ferry to meet the train further up the mainland. etc etc long journey with many a delay and mouldy toilet (actually the womans' that I accidentally used - possibly the damage-limitation part of my subconscience making me avoid the mens). Eventually arriving in Cambodia by plane - thankfully the airborne affair appeared more in shape than previous local ferry rides. Phnom Penh is a seemingly much hotter city than Bangkok - possibly because the sunlight can actually pierce through the smog, or perhaps because the swathes of idle TukTuks ... read more

As another few incredibly lazy days have passed on a beach, I have come to the educated conclusion that life on holiday is undeniably good. Apart from an unfortunate case of our bathroom smelling of sewage (or male public toilet), there is everything you could want. Providing what you want is not an endless supply of large rubber statues, or other such non-necessities. Even massages (for the small price of one pound fifty per hour) and a tyre swing into the (borderline deep enough to be safe) sea are here. Seeing increasing numbers of people with bandaged knees, arms and ankles sustained from the combination of 2.50 a day motorbike hire and incredibly entertaining hills with vastly inadequate surfacing. Having not ridden a bike once before in my life I'm happy not to begin over here. ... read more