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Swimming Thru Ancient Temples (A Holiday in Cambodia)


Adventures of an American Traveler

IMG_0972 Me (soaked) in front of Angkor Wat

We arrived in Siem Reap Cambodia late in the evening and hopped into a tuk-tuk for a ride to the hotel. A Cambodian tuk-tuk is reminiscent of a covered rickshaw but with the runner replaced by a motorcycle and the carriage with two sets of facing bench seats. All seemed perfect. The streets were relatively empty, a light breeze from the ride added a cooling touch to the warmth and humidity.

The tuk-tuk passed a long line of hotels filled to the brim with cars and tour busses then left the main road and headed down a side street before eventually turning onto an unlit, unpaved road that looked more than a bit ominous.  My wife and I looked at each other nervously both flashing back to an unpleasant experience we had with a bicycle carriage driver in India.

Our heart beats quickened as did…

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