My bus back to Siem Reap on Friday seemed to take ages, although that was probably because I was so excited to get back! When I got to the border at Poipet I felt like a pro because this was the same border crossing we had been through going to and from Koh Chang so I knew exactly where to go and what to do. I found three other travellers to share a taxi with to Siem Reap so I arrived at my guesthouse at the reasonable time of 3.40pm. I decided to spend my first night at Green Town, the same guesthouse I'd stayed at for my first month in Siem Reap. I met Anne at Blue Pumpkin for a long-awaited banana split and caught up with her and all my favourite Blue Pumpkin staff - they were all very cute and said they'd missed seeing me! It was another volunteer's birthday so I crashed their birthday dinner and then went out with them.

Anne had asked the director of Interweave if I could move back into the volunteer house as Anne currently has no room mate and the director said that would be fine, so on Saturday I moved back into the house which was nice! After a lazy dinner we went to Il Forno, our favourite Italian restaurant, for dinner and then to Blue Pumpkin for the customary banana split. I really do seem to have been missed by the staff there because about 5 of them said it was nice to see me again and that they'd missed me, and my favourite waiter Samkim even asked me to go to a wedding party with him that evening! He wasn't going until about midnight though, and everyone was going home so I declined his offer.

Yesterday we got made a Cambodian breakfast - cold rice soup with a choice of duck egg, fried pork or dried fish. I went for the duck egg, and I have to say that it was revolting. I'm sure I've tried duck egg before and not had a problem with it, so there must be something wrong with the Cambodian ducks! The soup was also not good - it was pretty much water, rice and salt. We tried putting sugar in it which made it a bit more edible, but still not something you would willing eat. After Anne and I had a "proper" breakfast at Blue Pumpkin we went to a spa for a massage and a facial which was lovely and relaxing. Unfortunately on our cycle back to the volunteer house we encountered a terrible situation. Unusually there was quite a lot of traffic on the road home so immediately we thought something was wrong and as we passed the backpackers hostel and the fancy Temple Hotel we saw a body lying limply on the road surrounded by a pool of blood. We still have no idea what actually happened but some of the other volunteers who saw the scene speculated that it was a moto crash. It was just such a surreal experience and not something you expect to see! It also highlighted the differences between here and back home - in any Western country the body would be covered and the area cordoned off but here there was a black sack not really covering any of the body and we cycled literally about a metre past the body. Anne and I were in shock for ages afterwards and just sat in silence contemplating what we'd seen.