As I mentioned in my last post, I had no clear vision for what I would do in South East Asia – or even what the major ‘tourist attractions’ were within each of the countries. I knew Vietnam for its war, Cambodia from a Dead Kennedys song, and Thailand for its world-famous ladyboys. Today? I could tell you the best place to get a Vietnamese visa in under two hours, recommend coffee shops in Phnom Penh, and have seen enough breast implant scars on ladyboys to last a lifetime.
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6 Months Later: Unexpected Stories From 186 Days of Travel
Half a year. Six months. 186 days. Regardless of how you want to define it, this trip has now gone on longer than I ever expected it to. Along the way there have been a number of ridiculous (and potentially previously unmentioned) stories. Today seems like a great day to make a summary of the last 186 days and share some details of the stories that have previously remained secret. Perhaps “summary” isn’t the best way to describe this – there are a lot of pictures, some old stories, some new stories, and then more pictures.
Siem Reap to Bangkok
In the last 2 days I’ve covered roughly 700 miles by bus and train.
Final Thoughts on Cambodia
After 2.5 weeks in Cambodia, I’m packing up and heading west to Thailand.
Cambodia – According to my iPhone
In addition to my ‘fancy’ camera, I find myself using my iPhone to take many spontaneous pictures throughout my travels. The following is a collection of pictures and accompanying stories about Cambodia – seen through the lens of my iPhone.
Feeding Dreams in Cambodia
One of the greatest things about traveling without a plan is that you’ll find yourself in places you never expected to be.
ADOCPD – Attention Deficit Obsessive Compulsive Planning Disorder
I have a disease.
Siem Reap Days 2 & 3 – Angkor Wat
This post could alternatively be named “Indiana Jones and the temple of sunburn, sweat, and sales-children.”
Siem Reap – Day 1
No words – all pictures. Many thousand words?
Koh Rong – Turns out I had to leave
As I write this I’m back in Sihanoukville, land of beaches, beer, and tuk-tuk drivers disguised as vultures (or perhaps it’s the other way around).