So after our amazing couple of days in Bangkok we started our mammoth journye to cambodia, which involved train, taxi, bus and tuk tuk...the only thing left missing was the moped and that definately wasn't going to happen! We wandered down to the train station just before 6, feeling very sleepy, booked our ticket and made the first mistake of handing this over to a fake and very drunken train official who tried to run off with it! Fortunately for us a very brisk worker caught the action unfolding and dived in to save these two English mugs...its sounds very drammatic but from thief to heroics it took all of 5 seconds! After this we got settled on the train that we were advised not to take due to its busy nature....the train at this point was pretty quiet so we got rid of the backpacks and fell asleep! 3 hours later and we were ready to do battle with one of the most infamous border crossings due to the constant scamming that the authorities try to do. The first one of these came when our tuk tuk dropped us off at the border crossing which turned out to be a fake one, however with the aid of our trusty backpacker book we thwarted the scam leaving a bunch of very angry cambodians....after this we walked to the official border crossing where the workers were adding lots of additional payments on to our visa but Helen was taking no messing (probably due to the fact that she was wearing the backpack and this changes our personality in the manner of jekell and hyde!) and demanded to this one official that he give us back our money and many others followed suit....girl power! After this we had to haggle with a couple of other girls to get a cheap taxi (as the bus companies were also trying to scam us with obscene costs!) that would take us to Siem Reap, so haggling done we squished into the taxi, everyone knackered but having to make innate conversation to be polite!

After the issues at the border crossing, me and Hel were really suprised to find that the Cambodian people are actually the nicest people we have come across, they love seeing tourists,,,,we actually feel like royalty returning the waves of every second person on the street and they are sooooo humble. We arrived at our lovely hostel with the tuk tuk driver demanding he take us out that night, especially after declaring he had seen helen in a hollywood movie and repeatedly stroking her face...but we declined! The people at the hostel were lovely and carried our bags for us aswell as explaining the exchange rate between dollars and the mnay thousands of Cambodain riels (4000 riels to one dollar....we were millionaires!) After this we booked a trip to visit Angkor Wat the next day and got some dinner.

The next day we woke up at 3ish so that we could go and watch the sunrise over Angkor Wat, a huge series of hand carved temples, one of the eigth wonders of the world. So along with our trusty tuk tuk driver we joined a few more tourists and half asleep went to see the day break over the site. The views were stunning and many snaps were taken, around the hordes of people. I did give Helen a bit of a shock though by bursting into tears at the sight of a tiny tot selling postcards....kids were selling everywhere...not a sight we had really come across on our travels before and it wasn't pleasant.

After this our tuk tuk driver took us to a few other impressive temples before stopping off at his sisters restaurant for breakfast. This was basically a few plastic chairs and tables under a marquee but the food was good and the family were so welocming, showing us their baby and chatting to us for ages. Once again we were won over by the kindness of the Cambodians and also the cheekiness! While we were sat here two young girls who were about 10 years old, sold us a couple of books and interregated us for ages about our home life. They could tell us every capital city of the world and would say after every different country...ýou buy now?!' We very nearly gave away our entire purse after the girls won us over, especially as they told us about their day to day routine of working at the temple and then later on in the city, doing this all by themselves and without going to school. The only light relief came from Helen who upon getting into the tuk tuk managed to start it herself without the motorbike and it began to slide down a little hill to my giggles and her screams. The driver managed to grab it back though without to much drama but it did leave Helen with a very large fear of the much loved tuk tuk!

After visiting the temples we went back to the hostel, played with the gorgeous puppies that were in the hostel restaurant, had a quick nap and wandered around the city before booking our bus to take us Phnom Penh the following day, hoping to continue our love affair with the country!