the billabong hotel

Finally. Reached Phnom Penh. 

Got to hotel. (Though I am sure taxi driver ripped me off a bit when he said he had no change. I could have gone into hotel and gotten some, but truly I wasn’t going to ask for any change anyhow. I just wish he wouldn’t have pretended not to have change.)

Anyhow, I took a shower and slept for about seven hours straight. Am now in that weird time of can I be bothered to go look for food at 11:00 at night? Or should I just play dead until morning? Also, I think someone stole my glasses at the Ho Chi Minh airport so I will be forced to wear prescription out at night. Hmmmm. Decisions, decisions. Stay tuned….

Here is where I spent the past seven hours:

  

And this is one of my top Asian features (I thought it was for your feet when I first got to Malaysian):