Looks like it's the last post on the bugle!I've totally misstreated my blog and been too lazy to post anything during the last months of my travels. So now that I'm actually home in Finland already (and for a big while too), I've gotta try to tell all the last stories.Starting with leaving Sihanoukville. On our last night at the Victory beach there was a big party in our guesthouse. Totally unrelated to our leaving but since we had stayed there for so long and go...

Sihanoukville, Sihanoukville... We kind of got stuck in here. We went to Bamboo island for a few days though. It was really nice and chilled out there, not too many people and only 2 bars/restaurants one on both sides of the island. We had a bungalow and we put up a hammock, aand just enjoyed ourselves. Then Amos' camera got stolen from the bungalow while we were having lunch at the bar. Apparently whoever did it managed to fish the camera out of the window with...

Quick word about Phnom Penh. Basically what we saw was a few restaurants, few bars and then the killing fields and S-21 prison aka the genoside museum. So I'll write about the killing fields and the prison. Really unbelievably sick stuff, millions of people tortured and murdered, their skulls, other ones and clothes still there, placed in a memorial stupa. Actualy I don't really know what to say, other than seeing all that really shocked and touched me. And made...

The people of Cambodia are sneaky b******s. First of all, even if they've got a currency of their own (riel), they have all the prizes in U.S. dollars, and that's all you get from ATM's with a foreign card, too. So it's really easy for them to have two prizes for everything. Secondly, they have a lot of children doing the dirty work, as in selling all sorts of things to the tourists. Of course they sell better when they are cute or pitiful, and if you go for what...

Roadtrip over, we arrived safely in Ho Chi Minh city a.k.a Saigon 2 days ago. I think that's quite an achievement:) We had a few very frustrating days on the road when there was always something wrong with someone's bike (those bikes they sold us, Honda Minsks, were really crappy in the end) and we spend many useless hours on garages where the technicians were doing more damage than good. So obviously we didn't move as fast as we would've wanted to and had to sk...