This morning there was a big fight in the hotel. A chinese man that did not speak good english was yelling and screaming in chinese then in english 'more money, always more money' to the hotel owners. This was a $6 hotel. I dont understand why people stay at these really cheap places because they dont want to pay more money then ***** and complain about everything on travel review sites like tripadvisor after. He claimed he would go on every chinese website and write a bad review. I was happy with my stay and gave them a good review on hostelbookers. Us foreigners also found the breakfast entertainment quite interesting. All of the guests were westerners so his bad chinese reviews probably wont have much impact either. I was expecting the bus to Phnom Penh to arrive. There were pictures of 15 seat minivans and comfortable a/c journeys. Instead a tuk tuk driver arrived to take me, I presumed because the bus was too large to navigate the streets. My bus was 8.30 and it was slow going on city streets. It was getting close as it had now passed 8.25 but I didnt know where he was going. Video : Tuk Tuk driving thru Siem Reap http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kbCKErCG ePI At 8.28 we arrived at the main bus station and I frantically looked for which bus to board before it departed. It was a beat up old passenger bus from korea and had hangul writing all inside the bus. Seat numbers were assigned and I had an aisle seat near the front. I didnt have to rush as we didnt leave till 8.50 as more locals piled aboard. I doubt they paid the $10 that I did for a ticket. I checked with other foreigners to make sure this was the right bus. I was also worried about luggage being stolen from under the bus but when I later checked they lock the doors. The journey was 300km but very slow going. I'd heard cambodia was one of the least developed countries and roads were really bad. This wasnt the case nowadays. The road was nicely paved, as in past years it was dirt tracks and cars would get stuck in ditches, pot holes, and muddy rain filled roads. It was a single line paved road in either direction but mixed in with local tuk tuk and motorcycle traffic. Along the road were many street vendor stalls as we went thru many communities. Every so often the bus would stop and locals would buy something. I thought this journey would take forever at this rate. At another time was a 'bathroom stop'. Men and Women went out into the tall grass, did their business, and got back on the bus. In a larger town we had a 20 min break by some street vendors. There was a small boy in his underwear and a man with one leg in crutches asking for money. I gave the small boy some biscuits I had in my pocket. When I bought a pineapple I got 1000 in local money as change (.25 cents). The boy came by again so I gave it to him. When I got on the bus he stood in the door and gestured to me with his hand towards his mouth that he had no food. I'd already given him my biscuit and money, and I'd read some of these people are trained by handlers standing nearby as there was no sign of the biscuit I'd given him. The 300k journey took 6 hours so an average of 50km/hour. As we came into Phnom Penh I was surprised to see a couple of high rise apartment buildings. Also surprising was a massive and very grand looking muslim mosque. I didnt know there was a significant muslim population here. A short distance further was another large mosque on the other side. I couldnt photo them as the bus had moved away. The bus let off at the main bus station. Immediately the pushy tuk tuk drivers start buzzing around. I had a map, my hostel wasnt far, and I tried to get away from them. No use as every ten paces was another one. Any time I tried to stop to look at my map another one would approach me. Eventually I made it to the right street and door number but there was no hotel there. The street numbering must be different here. I asked in two hotels who each pointed me the right way. Finally I found the place, which I was almost at in the first place I was but overshot trying to get my bearings. This hostel did not have hot water either but the water had a warm temperature unlike the cold water in siem reap. Also the water seemed cleaner and safer. I'd passed by a malaysian halal restaurant so decided to go back there to eat. I had a chicken noodle for $2 There were several bus companies so I decided to check for the bus ticket to Ho Chi Minh City two days later. My hostel just told me $16 because of chinese new year when before my trip I was told only $10. I asked in various travel agencies but found out the $10, $11, $12, and even $16 tickets were all sold out for the day I wanted. Only one bus was available at 6.45am but I dont know what time I would have to be at what meeting point so I said no. I went back to the hostel to see if they could give me a bus ticket and an extra nites room so I could go a day late as all the saturday buses were sold out. Fortunately they were able to give me bus ticket for sunday at $10 not $16, and an extra nites stay in my room which was $8/nite. Then I wanted to email the Ho Chi Minh hostel to tell them I would be coming a day late but internet seemed to be frozen here. Eventually I figured out it doesnt like explorer for some reason but works better with firefox and I sent my email, and was chatting with an older lady from Manchester in the meantime. The room also had the same tv package I had in Siem Reap so I was able to relax for a bit. I now had an extra day in Phnom Penh so could rest and take it easy over the next two days.