P.S. We're still alive.

So, we left Siem Reap behind and headed to Battambang, which is disappointingly pronounced "Badda-bonn". It was still a very cool city, though we didn't end up exploring very much as we developed some allergic reactions that made us feel crummy. Still, we saw a couple things, made a couple friends (well, mostly just one) and now we're in Sihanoukville, on the coast. World's ugliest city with some amazing beaches and mountainous landscape off in the distance. We got our Vietnamese visas today so probably in a week that's where we're headed. Before we get to that though here are a few more photos from Angkor.

 

You can't tell, but this frog is about half the size of my pinky finger nail. When they hopped away from our feet we thought they were little bugs.

 

The deity of Battambang. 

 

Our pal Mr. Chin Chin driving us around.

 

Bamboo train! That little thing rocketed down some pretty beat up tracks at about 25km/h (or possibly at 40km/h which is what it felt like). There we met the guy behind us who is an Aussie named Chris who happened to be staying at our guesthouse. We're all super pals now.

 

 

A present made for us by some kids.

 

There is only one track for the bamboo trains, so when you run into another train the two drivers take the one with the lighter load apart, move it around, and put it back together. The whole process takes about 45 seconds.

  

Amazing!

 

Oh, and if anyone was wondering, Simon definitely doesn't have malaria. We checked three times.

 

I love all these cows! They are delicious. Just kidding?

 

We went up there.

 

 

 

5 million bats heading out for the night.

 

You could see them going all the way off down the road in that same mass.

 

 And now we're here, still alive.