So the last time I blogged, I was in Phnom Penh. I was a simpler man, naive, and believed that basically all men are good. But already I'm sort of getting ahead of myself. So in Phnom Penh, we rented a motorbike again, mainly because Amit wanted to practice before coming to Phu Quoc Island. We biked around the city a little, and I transferred my photos onto a DVD at an internet cafe run by some Chinese Cambodians, and made a few friends. At night, we went out to have dinner at the river front, and I burned my leg. How did I burn my leg you ask? Well I was on the ground, and my right leg was resting on the exhaust pipe of the motorbike. Why was my leg resting on the exhaust
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