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Published: April 21st 2018
We have a lunchtime flight to Cambodia so no need to rush this morning; a leisurely breakfast and one last fight through the Vietnamese traffic to reach the airport. Getting through security takes a while. Carrying epipens means I’m used to my luggage being pulled aside for a visual search. But now my ever increasing fridge magnet collection creates a large black shadow on the x Ray screen which also requires further inspection.
The flight to Siem Reap is on time and only takes 70 minutes; just enough time to fill out my life history in triplicate for immigration/customs.
Upon arrival we are picked up and taken to our hotel. Child no 1, who is staying at a backpackers hostel in town, is already there, chilling by our pool, drinking wine she has put on our tab.
We have lunch and take a Tuk Tuk to Pub Street for some 40p a pint draft beer. Then on to the night market for souvenir shopping. I have no clean clothes left – my choices are do laundry or buy ‘gap year’ trousers. I opt for a snazzy pair with an elephant print motif.
Then we take a Tuk
Tuk back to the hotel. It’s not a bad way to ride; the breeze is very welcome in the tropical heat. But getting stuck behind a durian seller at traffic lights isn’t much fun.
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