There’s really only so much genocidal history one can explore before one becomes too sad to explore it further. Luckily, I scheduled a medical appointment for today, which gave us a convenient excuse not to see any more depressing sights. The appointment was to fill out medical paperwork for my job, and the clinic was conveniently close to Kay’s apartment.

After the appointment concluded, Cindy and I ventured out to the National Museum. While in a pretty building (above), it was underwhelming because it was almost entirely dedicated to Khmer art. The largest repository of Khmer art is, of course, in Angkor, which we had just seen. Thus, looking at art taken from Angkor and now stashed in a separate place was less interesting.

We wandered around Phnom Penh for a little while longer, but the heat wasn’t agreeing with us, so we decided to head back to Kay’s. After work, Kay graciously offered to make us a delicious pasta dinner and invited an Aussie friend over. We chatted about traveling to different countries, and the two Aussies remarked that American transportation infrastructure made the United States a little more difficult to explore. Look at that. Someone agrees with us! Where are our high speed trains, cheap flights, and subways?

Since we had an early morning bus ride, we went to bed early. Next stop, an elephant sanctuary.