Phnom Penh, Cambodia
Waking up at 6am after getting back at 2am was not a good plan, especially as Anjali was in the bathroom vomiting when the vomit monster took up residence in my stomach. The only option was the bin, but luckily it was lined. I tied it up afterwards, and it was a much better option than the bed. We headed to the bakery to get some plain bread, hoping this would soak up the alcohol and anything else remaining in my stomach, but my arrogance following the sickness d...