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Since I wasn't able to catch the sunrise, I will dedicate some time in checking out the sunset of Angkor. Thus, I stopped by Pre Rup while I was going back to Siem Reap. There were already some folks waiting (with cameras). But the sun wasn't being too nice that evening and hid behind the clouds. I was destined not to experience a good Angkor sunrise or sunset. :(

While I was getting back to Siem Reap via the Grand Circuit, it grew so dark within a short time. I thought I was lost. It didn't help when the battery for my bike was running really low. I cycled in the dark about 5 minutes without seeing a living soul until a lorry came along. I tried to ask them if this was the direction back to Siem Reap, but apparently they didn't understand. Desperation grew and I suddenly remembered Angkor Wat was along the way. Eurkea! They confirmed the direction (I was right indeed) and I got back to the welcoming arms of Siem Reap (in fact, there was a fun fair going on) safely.

Overall, I would think Siem Reap (in general) has been too touristy for my liking. No doubt, its close proximity to the temples of Angkor is the main reason for its "growth". But the town has nearly been stripped of its Cambodian roots. To summarise it with a doze of rudeness, there are only 3 aspects of Siem Reap that still reminds someone that we are in Cambodia: (1) Angkor Wat (2) Maimed Beggars (3) Beer Angkor.

As I boarded the bus to Phnom Penh, I wonder if there'll be an opportunity to come back again?

   
Perhaps this is my favourite picture of a trip. A Cambodian lady riding on a bicycle while she is on her way back home. Was she reflecting on her day? - from Ta Som to Pre Rup

I have been trying to avoid taking a normal shot of myself and the temples till now. This being my last stop of Angkor (Pre Rup), I suppose its ok to snap a touristy shot for memory.
Stalls lined themselves up along the streets of Siem Reap (near to Psar Chaa): selling dinner to the locals (not seen any farangs in there).

This picture caught my attention because of the stream of light coming from the right to the center of the picture. This was most probably due to the headlight of the motorcycle.
A young girl snoozes off among the latest Lonely Planet guidebooks (Local versions cost in the range of USD$3-5).
Me at Siem Reap post office, displaying the postcards that was to be sent out. Did you recieve a postcard from me recently?
Not sure whether this is the right way to dispose a battery.
Psar Chaa, Siem Reap's main market. It was a typical Asian market where they sell all sorts of stuff ranging from meats and cooked food. There were hair salons and a jewellery stall.

The locals were having breakfast at one of the noodles stall.
6000 Riels for a bowl of beef noodles soup and a glass of lime juice. Not sure if I was overcharged but it was ideal for breakfast.
Daytime view of the massage house that I patronized last evening. Just a 5 minutes walk from my guesthouse. The aunty gave me a good hour of body massage at USD$3. My broken Teochew (a dialect in Southern China) came into use as a form of communication after she told me she was an ethnic Chinese (Teochew) from Vietnam.


Last view of my room in Mommy Guesthouse (USD$5/nite for a Single) as I was rushing to catch my bus to Phnom Penh. Although it was relatively sparse, it has offered me a shelter for the past 3 nights.
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