Though my Sak Yant proved to be quite the intense introduction to the country, I woke up on Monday to the sound of traffic outside of my hostel window and felt instantly revitalized. I had become accustomed to the slower pace of the Cambodian countryside and was stoked to dive back into…
I arrived in Bangkok on a rainy evening after an uneventful plane ride. After spending over an hour in the customs line (apparently it’s super busy at 4pm?) I exhaustedly hauled my backpack over to the ATM where I promptly spend 10 years searching for my debit card and got yelled…
With my head still spinning from the enormous amount of information that my eyes and brain were struggling to process, I entered my guesthouse at the end of my two-day temple romp with sore feet, a fresh sunburn and clothes drenched in sweat. The guesthouse owner called me over to…
After the week I’d just spent being practically confined to my room while recovering from my stomach woes, to say I was itching to get out and finally explore was an understatement – but despite my excitement, it turns out I didn’t even come close to anticipating the the sheer size…
As I bit into a complimentary pastry after boarding my second overland bus from Phnom Penh to Siem Reap, I could hardly contain my excitement. During many bouts of late-night research, with my hands trembling as I scoured articles and tried to paint a picture in my mind of my anxiety-ridden self actually…
Sunny blue skies in the morning, torrential rain by 2pm every afternoon.
Maybe I’m in the minority here, but all I could think during my time in Phnom Penh (and everywhere else for that matter) was, is this it? Is this rainy season?