The Death Railway

A quiet day – I’ve moved to the Pong Penh gusethouse (which actually doesn’t smell that bad), have procured a bike for tomorrow, and went up to revisit the death railway bridge. Apart from that I’ve generally veged, and had a massage.

Why did I even bother to make this entry??? It must be the prospect of only having 5 more days before flying – I’m trying to squeeze out every last drop…

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