Off I got to Phnom Penh. It was feeling a bit weird as not only was I travelling to Phnom Penh alone, I didn’t already know people who were going to be there when I arrived, strange after over 5 months on the road to be completely alone. The bus journey was a standard day trip and once I arrived, luckily the bus stopped in the city and about a 10 minute hot and sweaty walk from my hostel, Lovely Jubbly Place. Bit of a result, I had booked a 12 bed room but they...

Before heading to the island of Koh Rong I had a couple of nights in Sihanoukville and due to the inning with both the lunar new year and a big Russian festival (which was actually cancelled) accommodation was scarce and double the normal cost, I had to find my hostel on Airbnb. But once I arrived at Sihanoukville I checked into the very nice Backpackers Heaven a sweaty 1km walk away from the bus station. The first day was an easy recovery day from the night bu...

Battambang, always makes me think of battenbergs for some reason. Haven traded in Ole in for Stephen for a new temporary travel mate, we go through the whole palaver of trying to just get on a bus to where we are going. Well, we finally got on the bus to Battambang and it was no longer looking hot and sunny. We made a brief stop on the way and I had to get straight back on the bus to avoid being sick as just outside the bus door was a bowl (makes me gag typing th...

So Cambodia is up next, I had been warned by Craig that the border crossing was a bit of a con and easier to do it yourself. So we did, we queued for the boats back over to the mainland and managed to hop on one before they ran out of space and left people stranded on the island. It was a free for all scramble to get on a boat. Then we hopped on the bus to the border, seemed easy so far. Well, at the border, where you must have dollars and small bills to help, yo...