Citation: from primary school onwards (forced) to develop a habit, after traveling back to writing articles. The so-called feelings simply describe the joy of travel, often (forced) fabricated it to tie in with the weather. But this time traveling far from any joy, it is a heart of precipitation. June 8th, Sunday, the first clear later rain. The aircraft was landing Siem Reap looked out the window before it is a piece of farmland, and do not see any highway, any building. Out of the gangway, discovered huge airport stop at two aircraft, a little walk to the airport lobby. Airport layout very characteristic of Cambodia, the officers went so far as to say hello to my Chinese, feel good. Local means of transportation that tuktuk, I call it a lot. It really is, everywhere. Blunt is a small motorcycle followed by a small trailer putting small seat above. His feet, and subvert all the way from the airport to Siem Reap's called Villla Inn. In the meantime many passers-by to I said hello ~, I am also very proud of the waves to them back to the table, and a sentence: "how are you?". Folks really enthusiastic about more!, square with English greeting, and then added a heap, probably mean is asked, is the spearhead keguan you still stay? call Vuthy in many driver to meet me at the time of the brands in one fell swoop, the square is intuitively for take me to my hotel room. One room is especially was a breath of air. This arrangement, 18 passes one night, obstinately would fall value! sleep. At noon, Vuthy came to pick me to eat-Cambodia-meal, expensive, tastes. I can't criticize him, that he brought the guests come here to eat a rebate, I don't mind, but please take me to a good point. It looks very useful. The next few days he would ask me where to eat, what to eat, and gave me several options, and told me that he has no rebate, money is not easy. After eating, it started to rain, then go to Angkor, Cambodia's Museum of history, religions have a general understanding. The entire Museum are less than 10 visitors (including three monks). Feel good. Out to find a large group of high school students in the doorway chat, ask to know the college entrance examination has just ended, collaboration tomorrow. Today is to party to say goodbye to the members. Alas. .. Back. Vuthy greeting drew me back to reality, he suggested that I go to Tonle floating village, watch the sunset. We have all the way to the top, the road there is too bad. Not tar, but clay tiles, and all hang. One of the "landscape" is chilling. Can only be used to interpret those of poor housing deterioration. Bamboo take out of the dark room, several children naked sat in the gate, eyes very sluggish. Knew home no electricity, no running water. If conditions are slightly good people have black-and-white TV set, power depends on the battery. See the floating village people living not in the mood to watch the sunset. No wonder every time I said where where scenery, father used the disdain of said: "scenery good beef?" while listening to the disappointing, but in fact the case. Night to go to a court dance restaurant, a buffet. Ate very satisfied. Performance is also not bad. Look at the moment a little sleepy, then back to the Inn, over my first day of Siem Reap. (First day)
(Airport)
(Villa 1)
(Villa Room)
(Very poor)
(Lake)
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