Sihanookville

The night bus from Siem Reap wasn't all that bad, probably because I had drunk so much before setting off. The bus was due to arrive at about 8 in the morning so I was annoyed when the bus stopped at about half 5 and interrupted my sleep. Then I realised that we had actually arrived a couple of hours early. I took a moped taxi to the far end of town (after a quick stop to replace the bike which broke down halfway there) where Pete was staying. I arrived just after sunrise and nothing was awake and apparently wouldn't be for a couple of hours so I crossed the road (dirt path) to the beach and sat there staring at this until I could get breakfast.

The next 8 days I spent living in a small room above one of the bars on the beach front for only $5 a night. This was our holiday from a holiday and we spent pretty much every day lying on the nearly deserted beach and watching the perfect nightly sunsets. (This section of the trip is definitely going to help the blog catch up).

After the 8th day on the beach it was Chinese new year and my room had apparently been booked out whilst I was in it... again. Because of the new year everywhere else on the beach was also full so I ended up staying on a bamboo bed and being the night watchman in one of the bars over the road.

Sleeping there wasn't too bad apart from the animals the bar owned. They had two puppies and a kitten called ninja that spent all night fighting under my bed and up the sides of the mosquito net. As well as them there was also a chicken that had been hand reared on the bar from birth and so every night at sunset would jump to the back of one of the bar stools and sleep there for the night.