The next morning we began our journey to Siem Reap. We caught a bus to Kompong chang, a small town on the way. Our first big bus experience in Cambodia was a fun and memorable one. In Cambodia they love their karaoke and have it blasting on every tv in every bus. Yes, surprisingly all the buses have tv's. When I go back to Phnom Penh I'm definitely buying a DVD of it to show you all how awesome it is. One of my favorite ones involves an old Khmer man playing the flute as 6 pretty Khmer girls dance around him in tight gold hot pants grinding and thrusting as though it's a snoop video. Unforgettable. Anyway, so the bus took all day, but was great. The roads were pretty bad and we were flying all over the place as usual and the fact that a Khmer guy in front of us was sporting a bob the builder helmet the entire time was a little disconcerting. We stayed the night in Kompong Chang and met an awesome local who became our tuk tuk driver around the area. We got to talking to him for ages and he was telling us his life story. He converted to Catholicism a few years back and as soon as he heard I was Catholic as well he went off on a Jesus tangent for about an hour. He was the first Christian local I'd met and it was really interesting listening to him and kind of sad that he had more faith in his new found religion than I have had all my life. He sat with us while we ate and told us about how when he found God he stopped his evil drinking and smoking ways. We momentarily stopped sipping our wine and nodded, but I was quick to assure him that J.C. enjoyed the occasional glass of wine. He didn't seem to accept that as a reasonable justification, but didn't judge non the less. He dropped us off at the bus station the next morning, wished us luck and we were off to Siem Reap, bumping along to more screeching karaoke hits.
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