Once again I was met by a driver and guide and taken to my hotel, which is a 'mean' stones thow from the King's Palace. So after a quick cup of tea and a cool down I headed off down the river promenade to see what I could see.
Somehow I don't think I'll be getting my Body Balance class to agree to a public display...
And further along I got to see what the capital's dogs are wearing this season. At over 35C one could consider that a fur coat AND a t-shirt a tad over dressed, but I thought the matching leads were a nice touch.
Today is the last public celebration of the King's birthday, so many people were out helping him celebrate. Actually I think it's just another excuse for a street picnic!
As always, the traffic was chaos and although there may be traffic laws, scant regard is made of them. The most I have seen at any one time balancing on a motorbike is mum, dad, two kids, a baby...and the family dog. It wasn't even a big bike; but it was nice to see that the dad wore the helmet...
The strangest thing riding on a bike so far has been half a dozen dead chickens. But the guide has cheerfully assured me that in Saigon it's 'much worse'. Can't wait.
Being a traveller is hungry work and so far I have enjoyed all the different Cambodian dishes I have tried, but I have yet to try street food,
and star light swim before bed.
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