Traveler memoirs
A Weekend in Siem Reap
It is Friday evening and I’m sitting in a mini-van about to leave Phnom Penh for a weekend in Siem Reap, and the van is super hippie: we look like a rock band touring the West Coast. Not quite the same thing though. The way from Phnom Penh to Siem Reap is filled with the tropical mix of clay orange and dark green trees so prominent in South East Asia. I’m all surrounded by locals, who seem to be having an animated discussion. I still don’t understand a thing so I focus on reading my Lonely Planet guide. (more…)