Arriving at Siem Reap bus station was an experience in itself! It was pitch black darkness, loads of tuk tuks and Cambodians trying to get you to their guesthouses.. but you couldn't see A THING! Anways, we were taken to this little guesthouse called 'Garden Village' slightly out of the main centre but near the night bazaar. We decided to stay there for ease - we'd got way past the 'lets see if theres anything better' approach adopted in the earlier Asia days! Our room stank of damp and we were only planning on staying there a couple of nights so we decided to just put up with it. We had dinner off the street that night and I ordered chicken, but I have never seen chicken that colour before so I ahave probably eaten rat or dog..it was a light pinky, weird colour...ah well I didnt get the squits! ha ha.

Siem Reap is home to a ge-zillion temples and ruins including the world famous Ankor Wat and the tomb raider temple. We got up at 4:30am to watch sunrise over Ankor Wat. It took a while to get there but I must admit it was worth getting up for. The weather has been really ropey but it was a crisp clear morning and it was amazing. The colours in the sky were out of this world... pinks, reds, blues..beautiful! We did a full morning of looking at temples and from 5am - 1pm was enough for us - we were all templed out! The tomb raider temple was really cool though as a whole, massive tree has actually grown over it! It's well worth a look. At one of the temples a group of, what can only be described as hassly little 7 year olds followed us trying to sell us all sorts of things, wooden whistles, bracelets etc... there was a line outside the temple that they werent allowed to cross. So we decided to have a little bit of fun... we stood the other side of the line and then decided to make a run for it. The kids followed us, all caught on camera by laura, i felt like Angelina Jolie going on a little outing with her kids. They stayed away from Lisa, James and Lois but seemed to love Laura and I! It was such a scorchingly humid day and we were all so tired from getting up so early so we went back to the guesthouse. When leaving the last temple it absolutely poured with rain, it came down in sheets again! Lisa, Laura and I were lucky enough to have a tuk tuk with little plastic covers but Lois and James didnt and on the way back they got soaked and freezing cold (didnt realise this was possible in Cambodia!)...we think it was mother nature getting her own back for us moaning about being so bloody hot and sweaty!

Due to the pouring rain, the road upto our guesthouse was as slippery as an ice rink we managed to get through it without repeating the mud wrestling in Laos! When I walked into the room there was water pouring in through the ceiling, the floor was soaked but due to the building being wonky none of our stuff was getting wet. We were only staying one more night so we decided to just put up with it. Probably the most ridiculous place we've stayed! That evening we went to a restaurant called 'Dead Fish' which was recommended by a few people we had met along the way. They have crocodiles living there in a enclosure...mental! The food was awesome and we were gutted to be leaving the next day... back to Bangkok! WOO WOO!

The journey from Siem Reap to Bangkok was RIDICULOUS. Due to the stupid government and corruption they do not maintain the roads that lead to the Thailand border. We spent hours basically 'off roading' in a bus that looked as if it could break down any second. Every time we stopped a little man ran out and poured water over the radiator. Lisa and I were so desperate for a wee, and usually they stop somewhere every 2 hours. We asked the driver if it was possible and he said.. we stop soon.. lying little git. 2 hours later Lisa and I are still about to wet ourselves...just as we were coming up with a contraption whereby we could wee in a bottle the bus stopped. MIRACLE. I had to write this down (discusting to you guys reading it) but it was one of the most painful experiences ever!!!!!! My kidneys were dying! On the plus side the Thai border was a piece of cake although when we were greeted on the other side there was a small minibus collecting us. Enough room for us but no where near enough room for all our luggage so we had piles and piles or rucksacks in the gangway and on our laps. Being back in Bangkok was like returning to civilisation and I never thought I would be saying that!