Okay, I just got back from Cambodia, a grueling 14-hour multiple bus ride including blood on my seat, rivers cutting across our path, and an Israeli chap who had soft hands and couldn't stop fussing over an old blind woman who he thought had stolen something from his pack. This is my first entry, so sorry if I offend anyone off the bat. I hail from Oregon land o' liberals, but I am still an American so a little harshness is a part of the package. My first meal back in Chiang Mai was at a local restaurant serving green curried fish balls with sticky rice. It was good but now I feel a bit sick, probably from all my traveling. Anyway, I might go back to Sumit Hotel, change my clothes, sleep for a bit,
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