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With only 4 days left, our trip was winding down, wanting to make the most of our precious time in Cambodia and trying to see as much as we could. The last leg of our trip took us to Sihanoukville for some beach time, Phnom Penh for some urban life, and finally one last wild night out with the boys in Saigon before heading back to Japan.

Wish I Could Go Back to the Dolphin Shack

Casey Lary
2007-04-27 21:24:40

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people we met made the trip the best ever: couchsurfers, the Mekong Family, and the numerous locals that helped us along the way. I first learned it while backpacking through Europe and was again reiterated on our trip: people make the place. To all those met along the way, my favorite quote from an Easy Rider 'The world is round.
I know I will see you again.' I hope I do see you all sometime sooner than later.

The most important part of my trip definitely had to be my travel companion Jeff. It would not have been the same without him. We only fought once over which temples to visit in Cambodia. I was lucky to get to travel with him.

My most memorable highlights summarized: couchsurfing, Batista the monkey, Vietnamese beer, Vietnamese food, Lam and Hai our Easy Riders, feeling like the only one for miles on the back of a moto in the central highlands, Christmas in Saigon with motos for miles, cheap prices, putting my life in the hands of the numerous moto/tuk-tuk/bus/boat/car/cylco drivers, Angkor Wat, my American Andrew, Lak Lake, my Australian Aaron, the warm sea of Sihanoukville, my manicurists Jenny, fresh seafood, cheap beer, death buckets, Angkor What?, Happy Pizza, Mt Sam, Vietnamese hot sauce, the weird Italian in Sihanoukville, Vietnam Disneyland, the pool at Jane and Evania's hotel, Vietnamese straw hats, white cows, kramas, floating markets, fresh fruits, shower shoes, getting suits size 'Casey,' eating frog, dancing on the bars, falling off curbs, meeting up with JETs, New Year's dancing in Phnom Penh, Vietnamese coffee, the Discovery Channel, the Rose Bowl, Vietnamese dong, our numerous shithole hostels with all their charm and originality, Dan and Lili from the Dolphin Shack, keg petrol stands, Cambodia countryside, poisonous orange fruit, listening to Orichas and the Scissor Sisters, 'Fucking beer fucking beer' sung through the streets of Saigon to the melody of Jingle Bells, tiny dancer, cu chi tunnels, cheap dvds, fake designer glasses, not getting sick, and I know I could go on forever. I sit here smiling from ear-to-ear as I write the list.

This only made me want to get out there again....5 months and counting!!!!