yeap. staying in bed was the best thing I could do since arrived in Siem Reap. It's the worst thing too but after all, not a disaster that happened even before my usual bed time.
I felt extraordinary ill on plane stopping over 3 hours in Singapore from HK to Siem Reap. Time just stopped for me there, unpleasantly. A prearranged cabbie holding a paper sign" Parol" up at the exit of Siem Reap Airport. I thought, yes, god, my savior, I am whoever you call me, Parol, Carol, Taro, that's me! My phone rang when he grapped my bag, dumped into the trunk and shut it. My sister called and said the arranged free driver was on his way. Cabbie refused to give me back my bag when I requested, and yelled, "you are Parol right? I am your drive now. The other driver is not free today!!" I pondered but I crawled into the cab, thinking, in no way I could get back my bag if were not taking his. I almost threw up on my way, cold sweat and thinking am I gona die in Cambodia without even gotta see the Angkor Watt. My sis and the charity organizer already at the Guest house greeting me with 2 hands, whispered "the free one is now at the airport". Gosh, there gone my 7usd. and I almost forgot, a greeting of" everyone I picked up are happy, expect you!" from the cabbie.
So there, lied in bed for the next 24 hours. I always love sleeping, slept in Siem Reap just never so much.
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