Back in Phnom Penh, I had more noodles, walked through the central market again, and in the evening met Babul, for drinks next to the river, but this time a bit outside the city.
And the next day, to actually do something, I decided to go to the killing fields. But not on a tour. It seems there once was a direct bus to go there, however the bus line doesn’t exist anymore. So I took the bus to as close as I could get, and then a tuktuk.
To go back, I did the same. I booked a tuktuk. And for the very first time in my two weeks of even actively trying to tell them.. this tuktuk driver told me to show him the destination and price and then to cancel the trip in the app! He took me there, I paid him, Yay!
I went back to the hostel, and then took the bus to the airport. On the bus – and also going to the airport – was a mexican guy who told me how much money he lost because it was stolen from his hotel safe 😀 After checking in, I left the airport again, it’s very central with normal restaurants just outside across the road. The mexican guy wanted to join me… I ordered a sandwich.. he, too. However, he didn’t dare to touch it with his hands because he found them too dirty, so he asked for a plastic bag to use as a glove! Luckily he then had to leave to catch his plane,… :))
The plane was on time and changing in Hong Kong worked perfectly. Too bad – I kind of hoped I could stay there for a few hours or a day now that the Covid rules were gone.. Then I arrived in Zurich in the morning, and went to the office 🙂