Really cranky in the morning, couldn't be because of the wine I'm sure;). Went to confirm our flights. To find out Sach had no reservation. So I turned into the typical abusive irate westerner only to find out minutes later they had made her reservation under a different name. We apologized profusely and left laughing and ever so grateful for the graciousness of the Cambodian people. We then decided that it was time for Dr. Fish. I thought no big deal a bunch of little fish nibbling away at the dead skin on my feet. We had watched it the night before. No harm no foul. Except that these fish had teeth .. the soothing little gums I imagined. I flipped out and could barely keep my feet in the water. But Sacha's firm resolve made me persevere and after a half hour we removed our fee to find ... lots of chewed at dead skin. Definitely try it for the experience but do not expect to be soothed or smoothed. My day ended with a beautiful walk on the river and through the quiet streets. After a year and a half, I finally saw my first banquet of fried gooey insects. They were beautifully laid out in a nondescript alley. Crickets, ants, cockroaches and a few others I couldn't identify. I hurried back to the hotel telling Sacha. I'm hungry. I'm ready to eat some ants. But after searching, the banquet was gone. Guess I have to come back to Siem Reap ... again;).
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