The whoa continues. Today was even more intense than yesterday, starting at 8:30 AM to sunset. Up to noon, we felt like Indiana Jones. Around 3 PM we felt like melted jolly ranchers. Around 6 PM we felt like fish that had been left out for too long.

At night we actually met up with an acquaintance. My sister-in-law’s former co-worker is Cambodian, and her family is from Siem Reap. They’ve operated a restaurant for over 20 years and her brother, who also used to work with my sister-in-law, recently moved back and was working at the restaurant. We had a great meal at Arun Restaurant and Guesthouse and had a nice conversation with Bosa.

Ta Prohm, aka the “Tomb Raider” temple

Squished by history

Walking around Angkor makes Cindy hungry