I've determined that the next time I will sleep will be on a plane crossing the Pacific. In that regard, one of what will be many photo posts.

At first I considered putting them in order, but that would be much too logical. Instead, I'm starting with the most depressing stop, Phnom Penh. If you know anything about Cambodian history you might understand where this is going and why, especially after a week in the blissful haze of Ko Samet, it was a rather sobering trip. Even if you are unfamiliar with it, don't worry, I'll provide a brief run down.

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