What a nightmare start to the day! Blistering heat all dressed for the coach journey (trousers in my case) and we turn up at the booking office, 10am sharp only to find out that the coach was full and we hadn't been booked on until 3pm! Cheeeers! The Agent said he was sorry but the one who did the booking was new. This would have been acceptable if we weren't so hot, tired and he didn't have a big smug grin on his face as he told us! Nevermind... what to do, hmmm.

We left our bags, got some breakfast and went and found an air conditioned bar to play pool to pass the time. 3pm soon came around, and we were on our merry way! The bus arrived at 9:30pm, where we then got on a Tuk Tuk to take us to Paddy Rice Sports Bar. This is where James' mate Mitch was meeting us. We had a lovely cold beer and relaxed, before going to our hotel and dumping our stuff (and having an amazing shower!) The hotel was a pricey $33 but it was worth it. Without hesitation, we got ready and went straight to the bars (surprise surprise!) There didn't really seem to be much going on and everything shut pretty early, but we still had a laugh.

The next day, we got a Tuk Tuk to the Killing Fields and the S21 Prison. The killing fields were very peaceful and had some very distressing history that we were about to uncover. The killing fields document death - from 1975 to 1979, Pol Pot and his Khmer Rouge soldiers killed 1.7 million Cambodians (or 21 percent of the population). It's a footballfield-sized area surrounded by farmland which contain mass graves, slightly sunken, for approx 20,000 Cambodians, many of whom were tortured before being killed. The bordering trees held nooses for hangings. Some of the acts are too horryfying to write about, so was emotional to be in the place that such things were happening.

We headed over to the S21 prison where the prisoners were tortured and killed in terrfying ways. 7 prisoners somehow survived this ordeal! There were photos of each of the prisoners, and we could go in all the rooms where people were executed. There was a feeling to the place where you could almost feel that you hear their screams. There were even blood stains still and broken beds... very eerie.

Although it sounds very depressing, it's something you've got to see when you come here. We wasted no time when we got back, and got on a Tuk Tuk to catch our bus to our next stop, which is Sihanoukville....