Finally, a week without some drama in it.
We had some nice rain during the week, which cooled the temperature down to a pleasant day-time level and an even more pleasant sleeping temperature at night – and in the afternoon too.
It’s just as well it’s been drama-free because I’m still recovering from my return trip from Phnom Penh the other week – another bus trip from hell. I travelled on a mini bus operated by Golden Bayon Express and it was a shocker. I read recently that six people on average die on Cambodian roads daily and I think the driver on this trip was doing his best to keep that average up there. I’m sure he was trying to invent a version of motocross for mini buses. I understand now why one of the pope’s used to kiss the ground after travel. He must have had some crap drivers and pilots as well.
I considered doing the ground-kissing thing myself but at my age it takes too long to get up and down and the Two D’s kitchen was closing in 20 minutes. So I did the 40-metre sprint in just under the 20 minute time frame and made it with three minutes to spare (well it was wet and I couldn’t keep traction).
But all’s well that end’s well, so I’m told. I managed to survive the bus trip and get a meal and a beer at the end of the day so you have to be happy with that.
Now, just the 15 working days wait for my passport to be processed and returned.