...have been greatly exaggerated, at least in he area where I crossed into Cambodia today. These guys are no fools. They have Angkor Wat on their flag, they aren’t going to start shooting up the border point that provides access to it, their largest cash cow. I wore my loudest tourist outfit, just in case. Almost went out and bought some dark socks and blue blockers to make sure they knew I was the real touron McCoy, but the shirt I wore, I feel there was no doubt. In short, a painless crossing. I won’t go into details concerning the train ride, save to make those not already so aware of the fact that a late night meal of Indian food before a pre-dawn six hour train ride is, well that’s just silly.
