Return to Phnom Phen

Well I can say beyond a doubt that our trip back, via plane, was much less eventful/stressful. The total time it took us to get back was less than one of our delays via train/bus. Brent and Lori were happy. I must say that I miss my travel buddies, Ben and Matt because they would find the joy and adventure in the process rather than the inconvenience. But we weren't totally without incident. On our way back we arrived in PP and took a tuk tuk to the hostel. It was rush hour and never in my life have I witnessed such chaos. Stop lights here are merely suggestions and right of way in an estranged concept. Anyways, we were going up this hill and our tuk tuk didn't look like it was going to make it. We were laughing about our weight when the torque of the motor scooter acted against it and flipped the driver up into the roof of the front of the tuk tuk and we started a free fall backwards down the hill into on coming traffic. Lori and Brent jumped out and tried to slow the run-away tuk tuk while the driver and I were stuck inside. Luckily we careened into a wall and no one was hurt but we could not stop laughing. This and while we were watching a movie in Chiang Mai the projector wasn't switched over in the middle so the screen went black and we could here the tap-tap-tap of the film in free spin for 5 minutes. It were at those moments when we were reminded to that this is no-where close to the US. Now I am all alone at the hostel. Brent and Lori can afford to stay somewhere nice and so we said good bye and here I am... Stay tuned!