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Battambang bound boat ride
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We landed in Battambang cramped up and sunburned and were immediatly hit with a barrage of, "Mister, you stay here at my hotel!"
It seemed like there were hundreds of them! You couldn't even talk over all the noise. We had to yell at them to shut up so we can decide. We did, however, I wasn't staying long.
I stayed in Battambang just the night and parted with my mates. I flew to the capitol city of Phnom Penh.
I was worried about the flight. Cambodian run, President Airlines. But it was a nice flight with fun party cups.
I thought the inscription on the lunch box they distributed was ironic so far from home. Manhattan Dance Club, number one dance club in Cambodia.
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