TK: it was a shame that New Years Eve fell on a day when we were between the great cities of Saigon and Phnom Penh, as our new years eve countdown took place in our hotel lobby drinking overpriced warm beer! in the smaller towns they simply don't care about new years eve and all the bars closed at 10pm. we woke up just before 7am on new years day, which was the time when the UK was at midnight, so we raised a glass of orange juice at the breakfast table to toast family and friends back home. We crossed the border overland, so the Vietnamese coach dropped us off, we paid a small bribe to a border guard, we then crossed by foot into a 100m strip of no-mans land, got our Cambodian visas, paid a bribe to the border guards to get onto their soil and onto the new coach to continue our onward journey. We arrived into Phnom Penh at lunchtime and I had my first of many excellent Cambodian dishes, amok with seafood, a thick coconut curry. We went for a walk around town, stopped at the market for some of our best haggling yet, two fake watches, a Brietling and a Patek Phillipe, from $53 down to $25, and a silk jacket from $50 down to $15! Our Cambodian tour guide is a 24 year old party girl, so she took us out, firstly to a lively restaurant, then to a more lively bar, where we played pool, table football and listened to live music late into the night. Beer is at its cheapest here too, less than a dollar a pint