Hot tip - read this battambang entry first...

Ok it seems we have been moving round the country far too quickly for us to keep this web site bang up to date so now i have to trawl through my hazy memories of a few days ago just to quench your combined thirsts for knowledge of pastures foreign. So here goes.

Jennifer tells me we left you in PP in cambodia about to go on a big night out with Rob and Andrea (previously mentioned in Laos) The Belgian girls, presumably previously mentioned had left for Snookville early doors. Hopefully every one is up to date so here is what transpired since then, it's all fairly PG so don't go panicking.

We met up with them in a place called the lazy gecko which quenched Jennifers thirst for homous on a grand scale. Rob and Andrea had met Brad from london, HEnry from San FRan and some other folk hwho joined us for a few hearty beers and a discussion of classic rock (the Who and the Doors).

a few drinks down and we were ready to head into town to a bar called Howies, which was en route to a recommended night club. We walked in and were greeted by three cheeky little Cambodian bar maids who served us politely before challenging us to a contest of the game of all games Connect 4!. Rob took up the mantle representing stupid tourists and cheeky 1 played for the girls. Rob won this destroying Cheeky 1's wage packet as she had to buy our party of 7 a drink each. With all genius's there is one fatal flaw and it was now that i descovered Rob's fatal flaw. For with a free beer (in a can) sitting in front of me Cheeky 2 uttered the words "double or quits" .

WAlk away Rob i whispered, i can take her he replied as icy glare met lcy cheeky glare across the holey battlefield. I could not bare to watch as not only was my free beer returned to cheeky one, Rob then had to buyall the cheekys a drink. A drink to drown our sorrows and then we moved on to Walkabout bar. Being as there are a lot of these in England we figured it would be a fine warm up for stepping into the club. Turns out no. it's a brothel. We had ordered a drink before looking round to see tables of young Khmer girls with the occassional gary glitter figure interspersed. We drank up and moved on.

The club was ok, got frisked on the way in ( by burly guys in miliary uniform)had a few drinks and the girls thought about dancing but Eminem came on and we retreated to a bar near our guest house that served mash potato and had a pool clearance record to beat before liverpool played barcelona.

Jennifer ate the mashed potato, ( in my defence, I've been eating noodle soup and vegetable curry non stop for 2 months and I was on a western food craving...JM) I missed the pool record (i wasn't at my best by thento be fair) and we rolled home before liverpool had made it through.

The next lunch time we bade fairwell to Rob and Andrea and boarded our bus to Snookville ( Sihanoukville - named after the former King - Ed) slightly hungover.

We got a room in snookville ( doh!- Ed) and arrived at the beach just in time for sunset and to pick somewhere for TEa. We had also had a tip from the Belgians of a nice little island just off the coast called bamboo island that was deserted except for a few basic shacks. Our fist extended taste of beach was too tempting so we booked travel to there for teh next day and slept pretty well.