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APR 9 - APR 15

siem reap, cambodia

I woke up at 8am.

Actually... 8:15am.

Better yet... 8:30am.

I kept hitting snooze.

I drank way too much the night before. My flight was to take off in an hour.

After pulling myself out of bed, I still needed to pack.

I ended up missing my flight by 10 minutes and rescheduled to a later flight.

Since I had only gotten 3 hours sleep, I then passed out in the airport while hunched over a chair.

At least this stopped the room from spinning.

I promised myself I would never drink this much again, but to be honest, this was not the first time I made that promise to myself.

When I landed in Siem Reap, Cambodia I was feeling physically better but emotionally anxious.

I wasn't 100% sure they would let me into the country.

For example, my passport expires in less than a year and some countries, like Vietnam, won’t let you enter in that case. I also didn't have a photo on me to attach to the visa-on-arrival form. And if I got through border security, I wasn't sure where I'd go. I didn't know where to stay or how to get there, which wouldn't be a big deal if I landed during the day, but it was 10pm.

Luckily it all worked out.

I paid $35 for the ordinary visa plus a $2 fee for not having a photo.

While waiting for the ATM, I struck up a conversation with a few backpackers. We then shared a cab to their hostel. The hostel was fully booked though. I didn’t realize the Cambodian New Year was this week.

Luckily the receptionist got me a tuk tuk taxi to take me to a nearby hostel that did have a private room available for $8 a night. There were a few dead cockroaches on the floor, but beside that the room was quite nice - walk in closet, bathroom with a tub, A.C.

I stayed their a few nights before switching to a hostel closer to the co-working space I started working at.

The co-working space costs $89 per month and the hostel costs $5 per night.

The first few nights I was anti-social as I focused on my work, specifically revamping my blog so that I now offer digital marketing consultation.

On Friday night I joined some of the guys and gals from the co-working space for tacos and margaritas. It's nice to break bread with fellow nomads.

On the weekend I got held up at gun point... multiple times.

I put up my hands and yelled, "Don't shoot!" as two teenagers aimed their water guns at me and fired away.

I thought this was interesting because the night before I had finished watching The Killing Fields, which is about the Cambodian genocide of the 1970s where 25%-50% of the population was killed, and I thought how if this was 30 years ago there wouldn't be water in those guns.

On Saturday night I went to Pub Street with the hostel staff and fellow residents.

I should have worn flip flops because the water was up to my ankles in the street.

In America, we celebrate the New Years with fireworks, but here they celebrate by shooting water guns and throwing buckets of water from pickup trucks and the side of the road.

It goes as such... you get shot in the face with a super soaker and then wish a Happy New Year! I love the child-like absurdity of it all. I may need to bring this tradition back home.

The people here are quite friendly.

One guy in particular was too friendly.

While we were dancing in the club, a 5 foot middle-aged Cambodian man kept coming up to the guys in the group to shake our hands and wish a "Happy New Year."

We started actively avoiding him on the dance floor, but he wouldn't take a hint as he reached out his hand and said "Happy New Year" for the 20th time.

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