1 Year Down

I’ve been on the road for over a year now(actually, at the time of writing this it has been 13 months). I had wanted to write a post for my 1 year anniversary and my thoughts at that time but a combination of laziness and writers block stopped me. That is something that has yet to change on this trip, the writers block. For the most part, I know there aren’t too many people outside my family and friends that are reading this, but I still feel compelled to write something of at least some semblance.

I guess that is still the perfectionist in me. I’m rarely, if ever, satisfied with my own writing. But, nonetheless, here I am. At the tail end of my trip, having been on the road, living out of my backpack, for 13 months. And what a year it has been.

The Temples of Angkor

November 25-29, Days 363-367

I only spent two nights in Phnom Penh that first time before I took off for Siem Reap in order to meet up with Val, a fellow travel blogger whom I had been chatting with for months through Twitter. I knew I would be coming back through Phnom Penh later so I wasn’t too worried about missing anything the first go around.

There are a multitude of options to get from the capital to Siem Reap, home of the Angkor Wat temple complex. Myself, Nicola and Juno, and Jens and Julia were all heading there on the same day on three different buses. And the journey is another one where paying a little more does mean a better experience. I paid a whopping $10 for a mini-bus ride to the town. Nicola and Juno, on the other hand, paid $9 for their bus ride. They left an hour before me, got in an hour later, and from the sounds of it, had the stinky ride from hell as a baby had messed their diaper at the beginning of the trip and the parents decided to change him on the bus and leave the diaper on board.

I slept the whole way in Air Conditioned bliss with a single stop for lunch halfway through.