I haven’t really blogged about our days in Siem Reap. You know it is like THE PLACE to go to in Cambodia. People say it’s ok not to go to Phnom Penh in any of your visit to Cambodia but a visit is not even a visit if you come to Cambodia without coming to Siem Reap. Siem Reap that I had imagined was more like a village that happened to be lucky to be situated near to one of…
It was a mixture of somberness and excitement as the bus moved slowly against the traffic jam, then past the rows of heavily French buildings in Phnom Penh, from its denseness to scarceness and finally out into the countryside where all we could see were kampong houses lined up along the roadside with expansive paddy fields in the background. It’s always sad to say good bye to a place that you have traveled to and grown quite fond of because…
It would be the day when we’d have to say good bye to the beautiful city of Phnom Penh. Thinking that we didn’t have much time to spare, I grabbed my shoes and went for a little run on the riverside of Tonle Sap river. It would be my very last run before I joined a few thousands runners to battle it out at the Angkor Wat Marathon.