I take an absurd amount of pleasure in the fact that the Fresco Café staff always remembers me in between my visits. “Good morning, Long Black Decaf!” the hostess chirps as I stumble my way over to my favorite seat. I am not a particularly alert morning person no matter what country I am in [&hellip…
I was up at 5am waiting for the bus to pick me up for the six hour trek to Phnom Penh when a tuk tuk driver pulled up and asked if I needed a ride. I mentioned my mode of upcoming transportation and rather than seem disappointed at losing a fare, he was thrilled to [&hellip…
My last day in Siem Reap started off rather well. I suspect it had something to do with the fact that I actually slept through the night. Feeling full of spit and vinegar I bounded down the steps to Shinta Mani’s café for a much-needed cappuccino. The absolutely adorable staff – trainees from their trade [&hellip…
Although the flight from Bangkok to Siem Reap is only an hour – the distance traveled emotionally is a distance that is hard to quantify. Already the plush luxury of the Shangri La Hotel is fading and ready to take up permanent residence during my stay in Cambodia in that cozy little nook in my [&hellip…
Thai airlines must have missed the memo encouraging obscure luggage fares, shoddy service and projecting an air of generosity while handing out bags of peanuts. While spending the better part of 17 hours on a plane may not be my first choice when it comes to weekend entertainment, Thai certainly made the experience ~ dare [&hellip…
Finally- in our seats – large camera bag successfully slipped on board as a carry on – no one even in the middle seat between us. The plane is taxing out. Things are starting to go our way…. “Attention Ladies and Gentleman –a passenger has requested to be removed from the plane for personal reasons. [&hellip…
We were picked up by our boat guide – a young dude in snazzy oversized board shorts, designer sunglasses and beads around his neck, proving that beach boys are the same the world over. We were joined by a very nice French couple, Bart and Isobel, and all of us piled into the speedboat, which [&hellip…
Megan and I woke this morning feeling like we’d just wrestled an elephant. I was also sporting an assortment of bruises from my encounter with Surly Girl and looking forward to tackling nothing more challenging than schools of fish while snorkeling the coral reefs off the Thailand coast…
We make it to the airport with very little time to spare and Megan and I literally walk right onto our flight once we get through security. The plane to Bangkok is a small jet but when we transfer in Koh Chang and are bussed out to that little plane I am not the best [&hellip…
Vanta, our Tuk Tuk driver is waiting outside the hotel, as usual, to see us off to the airport. We are running late and I’m already feeling a bit nervous. While the others are flying home – Megan and I are flying to Koh Chang Island via Bangkok for a few days and the plane [&hellip…