We planned to move from Siem Reap to Sihanouk Ville for a few days, and John had arranged to head down on the sleeper bus over night. Though this would have been the easiest way to get there, we had to travel back to Phnom Penh and stay for the night whilst we arranged our visas for Vietnam.

We left the guesthouse in Siem Reap at 11am, feeling slightly hungover after the heavy night before and less than 6 hours sleep since. Still at least we weren't in Brian's boat, who had arranged a tuk tuk to Angkor Wat at 6am, but was still up at 4am when we went to bed. The journey back to the capital took around 6 hours, and we were pleased when we finally made it. We checked in to the same guesthouse we had been in previously, got some food, then spent the night catching up on our internet duties, watching DVD's and reading.

We woke up the next morning to find that a rat had been in our room overnight and chewed through the side pocket of Amy's backpack, which had the remainder of a packet of crisps inside. Nice. We had some breakfast, then went straight out to sort out our visas. We went to a travel agency we had used before and arranged a bus to Sihanouk Ville and the visas, which would be ready when we returned. We had a couple of hours to spare before the bus set off, so we went back to the Russian market to buy Amy a North Face bag, as she had clearly been jealous of mine since I bought it. We managed to get there and back for $2 as we both squeezed on the back of a guys scooter, which was cosy.

The bus left at 1pm, and despite only taking 4 hours, it really seemed to drag out. We arrived in the town at about 5pm in the middle of a huge thunderstorm. We put on our rain gear and arranged for a couple of moped drivers to ferry us into town to Johns guesthouse. We found John when we got there, but the place he was staying was too expensive, so we went to a place around the corner for half the price. The rooms were really nice, with a big double bed, en suite and TV.

In the evening we met John for something to eat, then went down to the beach -which is 2 minutes from our guesthouse - for some drinks in the bars. Later on in the evening we went back into town to a bar called Utopia, where we played pool against a local girl that we're fairly sure was a prostitute. She started chatting me up as we played, and asked if I was traveling with my father (John) and his girlfriend/wife (Amy). I thought this was hilarious, but they were not amused. Once she found out I was with Amy she moved on to John, then went off in a huff once he gave her advances short shrift by inventing an imaginary wife, who was sick in his hotel.

The next morning we met with John - who had moved into our guesthouse - for breakfast, then went down to the beach. On the way we passed a rickety wooden shack that passed as a barbers, so I got my hair cut for $2, then I caught up with Amy and John. They did a decent job too. The beach was really nice, but you spend most of your time getting hassled by locals that are trying to flog you something. John bought some shrimp that he enjoyed, but Amy and I bought some doughnuts that were nowhere near as tasty as they looked.

We bumped into a few Irish lads that we first met on the slow boat into Laos, as they were staying in a bar on the beachfront. We spent some of the afternoon in the bar playing cards, whilsta big storm brewed out at sea. Once the storm arrived it got far too windy to carry on with the cards, so we just sat in the bar and watched the storm.

In the evening we relaxed in our room reading and watching the sports channels on tv. It's almost impossible not to find a premiership match on one channel or another at any time of day. Later on we went for a meal with John, then bumped into D - a Kenyan guy - and some girls that John had met on the bus from Siem Reap. It turned out that the girls went to Liverpool uni a couple of years behind me and stayed in the same halls of residence. One of them even lived on my street from 2nd/3rd year. After a few drinks in Utopia bar in town, we headed down to a couple of beach bars, where we had to take shelter from a sudden storm, then went to bed.

The next day was John's last with us before he flew to Bangkok, so we decided to rent some scooters. On the way to hire them we bumped into D, so we invited him to come along. John and D had there own scooters, whilst Amy and I shared one. John had never driven a bike before so he started pretty shakily, especially in the centre of town where the traffic is mental.

After a quick look around the local market we headed out of town towards a quiet beach, where we ate lunch in a bar that had an aeroplane in it. After a quick dip in the sea we were off on the road again, and we spent most of the afternoon just driving around and finding new beaches. In the evening we went to the snake house, which was a restaurant with a reptile house attached to the back. We just had a look around rather than eating, but some of the tables had live snakes in the hollow centre, with a glass top. It was a pretty cool place.

At night we took a tuk tuk to a bar at the far end of town, as it was the only place we could find showing the Heiniken cup final. John is a Leinster supporter, and they beat Leicester to win the cup, so we went back to our end of town, and the Utopia bar to celebrate. We met D and the Liverpool girls there, so we ended up having a decent size squad out. We headed back to bed at 4:30am with John due for a wake up call at 6am. He later told us that the staff took 40 minutes trying to wake him, and he made the bus with minutes to spare after skipping breakfast. We'll miss him.

When we surfaced later that day we were walking through our guest house when we bumped into Brian from Siem Reap, who had just checked in. We went down to the beach with him for a couple of hours, then spent the remainder of the afternoon in the internet cafe, where we updated some blogs and booked the Inca trail for November.

In the evening we went to the Eutopia bar with Brian for some food and a couple of games of pool. Whilst we were playing someone spotted a big scorpion running around on the floor. I thought it was pretty cool, but the barman thought otherwise and he killed it with a stick. At 10pm we made sure we were back in the room to watch the last day of the premiership, then we headed to bed.

We didn't really get up to much on our last day, spending most of the afternoon lazing about in our room, at the internet place or down at the beach. We booked our bus tickets to Phnom Penh for the next day, then went back down to the beach at sunset. In the evening we met Brian and went for an Indian at a quiet little place off the beach, then up to Eutopia again for one last game of pool with our favourite prostitute. She even asked if John's wife was better.