Vietnam has to be the rainiest country in the world...I know we're travelling in rainy season but this is the only country that has really rubbed it in! Mui Ne is a very pretty, up-and-coming beach resort.... probably fantastic in summer but not great in torrential rain! We found a nice guest house right on the beach with a pool and, determined to get use out of it despite no sunshine, swam in the rain. We also found a gorgeous bar/ restaurant overlooking the b...

The border crossing into Vietnam was straightforward although the bus conductor worryingly insisted on collecting the passports and doing all the border checks on our behalf....Kim was expecting to have to tackle him as he ran off with our passports but he returned them duely stamped and in the end the only eventful bit of the trip was the man in the next seat being violently sick as we reached Ho Chi Minh! We found a lovely guest house down an alleyway where yo...

Phnom Penh is a surprisingly nice and atmospheric city....yes its dirty, smelly and hot... but the people here have been lovely and we've enjoyed our stay (though the large rat in the kitchen where we are staying was a shock). Kim has desperately been trying to track down the Cambodian delicacies of deep fried tarantulas and roasted crickets but to no avail...though Mark did almost tread on a crab who had escaped from its basket and was making a desperate bid for...

After the poverty we saw en route to Siem Reap we were massively surprised by the town itself - luxurious hotels, stylish bars and tasteful restaurants lined the streets! We hired a great tuk-tuk driver (Dabid or Dave as Mark called him) for 3 days to take us around the temples. The temples didn't disappoint... Ta Prohm (the Tomb Raider temple with overgrown roots) was stunning and Kim was convined she was Lara Croft for a while there! Watching sunrise at Angko...

We were slightly concerned about heading into Cambodia. Kim had lost our bible (Lonely Planet) in the changing room of Tesco in Bangkok(!) and various internet sites had described the border crossing as sheer hell - bad roads, corrupt border officials and taxi mafia who controlled transportation and raised the prices sky high.... Our journey started haggling with a taxi driver to take us to the bus station...he wanted to charge the exorbitant price of 4 pounds -...