Our coach to Sihanoukville was picking us up at 11:30, so we had plenty of time to pack before heading down to breakfast. As usual, Raksmey (the cheerful receptionist) served us with a great start to the day, and soon we were joined by Andy, who told us of his escapades the previous night, and that we would be joined at breakfast by two of the girls he had met and wooed.
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| Andy |
One of the girls, who he had nicknamed Corina (after the girl in the song), arrived and was very friendly. We had a photo with her:
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| .. Yep, he tapped dat. |
Then the time came to get on the tuk-tuk and ride to the bus station, so we bid fond farewell to Raksmey, Andy, Corina and Fatman and trundled away from our latest group of new friends.
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| Fatman |
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| Raksmey |
Five hours later, we were ensconced in our bungalow hotel room at GBT 1, Sihanoukville. It had two very large beds (I think there was room for maybe four more people in mine!), ensuite and TV. Here's a video blog I recorded in the room:
My iPad cut out before I could finish my sign off, so I'll say my hello to Katie, Marc, Ethan, Oliver, Mia, Isla here. And while I'm at it, Mum, Dad, John, Nan, Grandad and Gran. HELLO!
Photos of stuff mentioned in the video:
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| Ernie's menu |
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| Dat flag |
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| Bloons |
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| Breathe out.. |
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| Breathe in |
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| Up on the stage |
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| Busting shapes |
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| Next day at the beach |
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| Hot dogs or legs? |
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| Beach at night |
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| Fireworks (sold by 8 year olds on the beach, poor mites) |
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| Liam - what you see is what you get |
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| Sunburn.. Ouch |
Til next time faithfuls x
