Road to Camboida via Ho Chi Minh City
April 14th 2006 Martin: We sat in a deadly silence, awaiting our doom. Sweat slowly began to ooze from our pores and trickle down our faces as the clock neared the arrival time of the bus. 18:00… No bus. This was tormenting, the clock slowly ticking. Ten past… still nothing… quarter past… nothing. Every minute that passed was tense with the evil 24-hour bus’s imminent arrival. For a while there was a sm
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