August 18, 2016


"Hi, my name is Todd, I'm from The Killing fields..."


I could have flown, it would have been by far the simplest #option however I have a thing for seeing the #places between the places and five hours on a #bus is not so bad when weighed against potential vistas, or the chance of an enlightening #conversation with a #knowledgeable #local.



I have no doubt that he, Todd is from #Cambodia. I do however doubt that Todd is his given name. I also do not doubt that Todd loves #classic #Madonna in a way that I really do not. The #thought of being sat on a #bus with no spare seats for another four and one half hours with the afore mentioned #artist bleeding from Todd's #headphones really does have me longing for a #reclining #seat, a #cool #drink and a view of some #cloud tops. Oh, and no Madonna, especially when Todd begins to sing along to #Like A Virgin.


This is not the first time I have regretted not taking the most simple of #options when #travelling, it is also, I am sure not my last.


I can only hope that Petra is worth this.


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