Going back... Siem Reap, Cambodia

Very spartan room at the Popular Guesthouse in Siem Reap Cambodia - impeccably clean, with perks such as a coathanger and a empty paint bucket (trash can) thrown in for 3 USD a night. The 2nd floor cafe with wooden furniture and hanging plants was pretty neat too, serving late into the night. And the best part - it was walking/stumbling distance to/from Bar Street, though someone still managed to get lost after a late night drinking session. Downstairs i rented bicycles each morning, setting off to explore the Angkorian temples for nearly a week. The part i remembered, with humour, was stumbling back at 4 and waking up the next day at 8 to take the bike out to the Angkor temples (without a hangover too!) - kinda crazy, and it does say a bit about the fun + culture +adventure mix which is Siem Reap.

My song for Siem Reap - Oasis' Don't look back in anger. Blaring from the speakers at the Angkor What? pub (we were sitting right beneath it), us singing along on probably our 4th bottle of Fosters and innumerable Beerlaos and Mekong whiskeys, and later adjourning for fried noodles and tukalok (fruit shakes) at one of the roadside stalls at 4 in the morning, it was one of my fondest memories of Siem Reap, especially as its my first time travelling alone and meeting like minded people with low budgets and big backpacks. It was, to me, travelling alone for the first time, all of 17 and full of dreams and big plans to see the world, the spirit of travel, people coming together from all over, having the same aspirations to see the world and experience more instead of the reality we are presented with back home.

And so, sally can wait

She knows its too late as we're walking on by

Her soul slides away

But dont look back in anger

I heard you say