The last bus ride of my journey was also one of the most memorable! As in – it was a fresh hell.
Agh! The first part of the ride was nothing new – uneven roads and potholes that took up half
the bumpy highway. I was used to the roads, and luckily I met up with some Sihanoukville
friends on the bus, who made the trip much more bearable.
As we neared the border, the trip got worse. The usual scam artists were hanging out by the
customs office, ready to accept bribes in the form of “fees” to skip the line, but it was silly since
everyone eventually got through the line and to the other side.
Once we walked across the bridge and were back in Thailand, it seemed as though our bus operators had abandoned us in this border town. We waited several hours in the sweltering heat for anther bus to show up, and when it did there was only room for about half of the people, and I wasn’t part of the lucky group that got to cram into the minibus. We waited for what felt like another hour or so, half the remaining people chartered their own bus back to Bangkok, as it seemed like we weren’t ever going to leave the border town.
FINALLY the bus showed up after what seemed like an eternity and we all squished in with our luggage to this tiny van, and I thought we would make short work of the trip to BKK.
After about three hours we had to transfer yet AGAIN to a new minibus, with an even surlier driver with a death wish. I saw the name of the City and looked it up on my map – we still had three or four more hours to go until we reached our destination! It was nearing dark and we had been on the road since 7am, so you can imagine how anxious I was to get there.
We all piled in again and I was lucky enough to sit beside my cute friend Phil who produced a splitter for his iPod with two sets of headphones, and the final leg of the trip sharing music and giggling while crammed together in the cargo hold with my new friend.
We arrived in BKK where we were unceremoniously dropped onto a street, which thankfully I recognized as nearby to Khao San Road. I navigated our group to the road where we said some teary goodbyes and took off into the night. There were still two more nights in Bangkok to enjoy!!
And that is how I ended my journey to Cambodia and started to say goodbye after nearly two months travelling in SE Asia.
- Bangkok: Traveling in Thailand: Bangkok’s Suvarnabhumi Airport Versus Don Mueang (jaunted.com)
- Beachy Beachy Sihanoukville (fearlessadventure.wordpress.com)
- From Thailand to Cambodia by Land (thetouristtrapp.wordpress.com)
- Bangkok to Chiang Mai (onewaybackpacking.com)
- Beguiling Bangkok (vacacionista.wordpress.com)