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I chose to reach Cambodia by route, a long and dusty bus trip of almost ten hours to cover the
approximately 400 kilometres that stand between Bangkok and Siem Reap, the small town just next to Ankor temples. A trip that goes beyond a border crossing and becomes a passage from the civilized world of Thailand, made of long highways to the wild world of Cambodia, where streets disappear and become dusty and uneven lanes that rain transforms into muddy rivers.
In the end all passengers of my same bus have their passport stamped and we can proceed but soon our trip comes to a stop again: heavy rain got streets worsen so we have to wait for a smaller bus that can drive along these muddy and narrow lanes. The new bus arrives but drives so slowly I wonder if it would be better walking on our own! Cambodia stretches out of the window, huge fields with some farmers working on their plough pulled by oxen; it seems a schene taken from an old movie but it’s real Cambodia, a world apart from mine. Along the road we pass by many wooden huts from which a crowd of kinds come out and follow the bus asking for pens and candies. They’re so many that the bus is often forced to stop waiting for their enthusiasm to calm down.