When we got to our hotel, it turned out the annual hell's angels meeting was being held there. Hundreds of motorcycles and biker dudes around. And us.
We didn't have time to catch a ride, though, because the next morning we had to leave for the border early.
Crossing the border was quite a literal thing, actually. First you stand in line, show the Thai office your passport, then you walk a few minutes and stand in line for the Cambodian office. When we were let into Cambodia, we walked into a different scene than a few hundred yards back. Where Thailand had an organised marketplace and lots of people going about their business, Cambodia had a lot of waste lying around and a lot of people sitting around watching us. And casinos.
A bus brought us to a tourist depot where you could transfer to cars or buses. A man who accompanied us throughout the border crossing pointed us to our driver and we set off for Siem Reap.
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