Oh,
boy. In one week, I will be starting my lifelong dream of visiting Cambodia. We
land in Phnom Penh at 11:15 Saturday morning, which will be 11:15 Friday night
Wisconsin time. It’s a fifteen-hour flight from Chicago to Taiwan and, after a three-and-a-half-hour
layover, it’s another three and a half hours fly time from Taipei to Phnom Penh.
I
can’t think about that long flight too much, though. It freaks me out. How can
a plane stay airborne that long? How is that possible?
On
all the other long-haul flights I’ve been on, after six hours or so, I’m nearly
having a panic attack, just wanting to get off that plane. Instead of sleeping,
I pace up and down the aisle, looking with jealousy at all the other sleeping
passengers.
Why
am I doing this again? Oh, yes, the temples at Angkor Wat.
Oh,
but now that I’ve researched the country at length, there is so much else to
see and experience. The beach at Kampot. Bokor Mountain. The bamboo railroad.
Waterfalls, caves, and a sunset river cruise!
Sorry,
no pictures yet! But go ahead and Google all that I’ve talked about and then
wait patiently for me to post pictures on Facebook.
But maybe not any pictures of airplanes or airports, huh?
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