DAY TWENTY SEVEN The last bus ride appeared on the early morning horizon, and the world seemed a much more appealing place. The bungalow had a perfect wooden cross member for a pre-bus workout with the TRX for 40 minutes. Workouts in 90 percent humidity definitely tests ones mettle! After a 3 hour bus journey, we forgot a bag of wet clothing ( and the smell not dissimilar to trench foot) in the rear of the bus. My pity was definitely for the bus and future pas...

DAY TWENTY SIX A far smoother ride back on the ferry made Jasmin a much happier camper.. But midway through the journey, the tropical thunder splash visited again! Incredible rain, really was. By the time we made it off the ferry, onto a bus and to the Speed ferry headquarters we were undeniably drowned rats! So that exposure to this didn't last much longer, we hailed a taxi and set off to Kampot, advertised as the must visit place for seafood. 4 hours later we ...

DAY TWENTY FIVE The night was tough on both of us...our fly net prevented the little b****** mossies from penetrating our cordon, but the overflow pipes that were situated conveniently in the jungle next to our hut were released in the witching hour. Stuffing wedges of Vicks Vaporub up our snoz's masked the pure sewerage smell to an extent, but in this case sewerage was king! ( if anyone ever visits the Monkey Island bungalows, do not accept bungalow 17!) The op...

DAY TWENTY FOUR After the torrential outburst from the the upper ionosphere yesterday afternoon, we were treated by a skin tingling sun shiny day. This was good news, as today was the travel day to the island of Koh Rong, situated off Cambodias biggest advert for weed smoking and beach pollution -Sihanoukville. Luckily the islands we were going to had the hallmark of the little bit of paradise we were requiring. The Scottish brummie, Rob Dunleavy and one of Jasm...

DAY TWENTY-THREE After a wholesome breakfast, we jumped into the pool for a swim in the sunshine. What a great start to the day. Feeling refreshed, we headed into town to the bike hire company called Soksa bikes, and hired two Giant mountain bikes for 3 dollars each. We set of for the ancient village which was suppose lay the highlight to Battambang's cultural insight. After riding 4 kilometres,we ended up in jungle, which wasn't even on the map! Turning back w...