Today pretty much went down how I thought it would. I packed up to check out and leave my
bags at the front desk. There were
some artist workshops places that I hadn’t got to yet and I thought today would
be a good day. Went to go to the
first one – they make and sell spices, essential oils, soaps, candles . . . . .
. all those things that smell good.
I’m into that. It looked
like it was a bit far away on the map, but I had covered a similar distance
when I went to other places on the other side, so I thought I’d tackle it. What made this route different is it
was on a major road with no shade.
Being the stubborn girl that I am, I refused the calls for tuk-tuk rides
because I “knew” I was getting close.
Heaven forbid I spend the $2 for someone who knows where they’re going
to get me there! After what seemed
like forever, I got there. Nothing
was happening. I don’t know if I
missed it, but everyone just seemed to be sitting around – maybe it was siesta
time? I went into the gift shop
and the first thing the salesgirl asked me is how I got there? She wanted to know if I rode a bike,
and then she told me how hot it was outside. I took that to mean that I was red, sweaty and looking like
hell!
I was not walking back! Guess how many tuk-tuk drivers were outside waiting? That’s right none! After days of tuk-tuk drivers yelling
at me to take a ride, there was no one around. I walked a few hot, sweaty blocks before I finally found
one.
That’s pretty much how the rest of my day went. Was craving a mango shake, couldn’t
find one anywhere close by. Went
to go back to eat at a place I really liked, it was closed, was going to just hang
out by the pool, but it rained, planned to go to a yoga class after supper, but
service was slow at the place I was eating and it put me too late to make the
class, etc., etc.
I ended up going for a massage while it was raining,
wandering around a monastery and the markets, and going for another massage
since I missed the yoga class and I didn’t feel like wandering around
anymore. I’m now at the airport. It’s going to be
a really long journey. I fly out
of here at 11:30 PM and get into Seoul early in the morning. Mid morning I fly to Tokyo. Late afternoon I fly to Calgary
and then I have to wait some more hours before catching my flight to the
Hat. All of this is happening in a
“day”. Good times!! At least it is an adventure – dela
frijoles!
So, my friends, see you at home and back on the blog when
my/our next travel adventure begins.
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| One super hot non-shady street! |
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| An artist at one of the workshops hard at work. |
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| His instruments. |
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| At Preah Prohm Rath Monastery, the oldest running monastery in Siem Reap |
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| Thought B might like the motorcycle in there! |
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| Eating at a place with red plastic chairs - why do these places always seem to have the cheapest eats? |
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| Supper = $2.75 |
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| Good bye Siem Reap streets. |
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| Good bye tuk-tuk. See you next time! |
