The best way to discover downtown Phnom Penh is on the back of a moto, worming your way between a Lexus and a Toyota, wind in your hair, dust in your eyes, flashes of lightning illuminating the moody clouds at night.
I felt like a kid in a candy store looking at all the bright lights of Phnom Penh. And was thinking what a big and modern city Phnom Penh was. A sign that I’ve been spending too much time in seclusion in Sihanoukville.
I don’t really like not knowing where I’m going and sitting on the back of someone’s moto I just met a few minutes ago. So I determined, today, to get my moto license one day. One day, I’ll make it happen!
Visual Candy:
1. 3 dead pigs on the back of someone’s bike
2. 10 meter giant lobster on top of a lobster restaurant
3. And my all time favourite, pigs on a spit. Lots of them.
Some bits of Phnom Penh remind me of BJ. A smaller, dirtier, messier version of BJ. And swap half the bicycles for motos and half the cars for tuk tuks.
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