The Rocky Road and tarantulas

Monday 13th
A rocky road to Siem Reap.
An early start of 7:30 we filled the mini buses, The Yellow Submarine carrying 17 passengers and their luggage and The Blue Eyed White Dragon ( official name ) carrying 14. Squished like sardines in a can we began our 10 hour bus ride.Along the way we made three stops. The markets, where we enjoyed a delicious breakfast with the option of noodle soup or rice and chicken. Our second course, just as delicious as the first, was deep fried tarantula. As we walked around the markets a selected few had the opportunity of a young Cambodia girl placing nice big hairy tarantulas on our backs or hands. Our time at the markets was brief yet exciting, tarantulas where devoured, phobias were overcome and newly found friendships continued to flourish. Our second destination was also quick yet extremely necessary, we pulled over to have a stretch and embrace the scenery as you go to the " loo". Hitting the rocky road again we continued to drive for a few hours, jumping out of the bus heading into the restaurant we discovered there was several vicious insects buzzing around and it was certainly not pleasing for those who got stung. Once the attack of the insects was over we all sat down and enjoyed a pleasant lunch. The final stretch of the ride was filled with laughter and sing songs, Olivia and I sang for the next 3 hours against everyone's will, we then arrived at My Home guest house. Around 6:30 pm we set off to the vibrant night markets of Siem Reap, we went off in groups and bargained to our hearts content.
The rocky road was no longer in sight, tarantulas rest within our tummies and the light at the end of the tunnel was heading straight for bed.

Connie