We caught the 6 hour bus ride from Siagon to phnom penh, and were all a little sketched out when we reach a small ferry that took us across a small river. This was our very first stop in cambodia since leaving the border, and we were convinced we had made a mistake. The locals at the ferry looked a little weathered so to speak, and we were getting worried. Anyway, we arrived in phenom penh around 8:30 pm, and were dropped off in some wierd parking lot layered in garbage. Again, are anxiety levels were on the rise. We were greeted by a local tuk tuk driver, who immediately spoke English to us, and convinced us that he would take us to the backpacker sanctuary across town by the river. When we asked how much, we were told a dollar each and we agree. As we struggled, to load 3-50 pound packs and three very skinny, but good looking men in to a tuk tuk, things where bound to get better. We all giggled as the tuk tuk struggled to enter traffic, and had an even harder time trying to keep pace with traffic. As we drove this amazing city came to life. We all knew not to judge this book by it's cover, and the book taught us this very same lesson again. This city is absolutely amazing. The city night grasped our attention as we drove, and reviled some breathtaking statues, architecture, parks, and amazing people thus far. Anyway, we hope to do some exploring today to get our bearing. Then do some touron thing the following days. Our main goal in coming to phnom penh was to see the genocide museum or the killing fields. We all seem very excited, but on the same note feel a little sicken by the thought of going. We were told the tour is a must for everyone who comes here. I'm sure you will hear more about this in future blogs. Anyway we are off to explore.
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