Wake up feeling pretty rubbish. Lena and the Latinos are to meet us for breakfast, but they don’t show up. We get breakfast on our own, and the five of us, Julien, Catherine, Sharon, Jessica and myself, hire a tuk-tuk to take us around for the day.Â
First stop is the Killing Fields, and en route we spot Lena and the boys in their own tuk-tuk. We meet up with them at the fields, and take a walk through. Smaller than I thought they’d be, and not as depressing as I thought they might be.
We head to S-21 next, a former school they’d converted to a prison. We walk through old cells and through rooms containing nothing but photos of the prison’s inmates. Whatever bug I have has me pretty exhausted, so I take lots of breaks.
Last stop of the day is the Royal Palace, which is so expensive that Julien and Jessica don’t bother entering. In the end it’s not too impressive. Actually, it’s impressive, but seems redundant after seeing so many nice wats and palaces in Thailand.
We stop by the river for lunch. As we’re paying the tuk-tuk driver, I hear Wiki call my name and turn to see her and Pennie enjoying their own lunch. I thought they were a day or two ahead of me, in Cambodia, so I am surprised to see them. They’re staying in the same guesthouse, so we chat for a few minutes and agree to meet later.Â
I join the others for lunch, and were constantly hounded by young kids selling books, postcards and other items. Louisa and Beth, from Luang Prabang, who seem to have gotten through Vietnam pretty quickly, walk into a nearby bank, and I flag them over when they leave.
In the evening, we try to meet Lena and the boys for a drink, but fail at finding them. We go for a drink, check the internet, and then Jess, Catherine, and I head home for the night.