Phnom Penh without Dutchy and Fifi

I discovered the night before that I forgot to get my room key back from Brenda before she left for Thailand.  This meant that all my stuff was locked in a locker with no key.  In the morning the front desk called a locksmith for us.  While we ate breakfast, the locksmith went up to work his magic on my locker and came down with the entire locker door.  He strapped the door to the back of his motorbike, and we assume he took it back to the fort to make a new key for the locker. He charged us $3 for his services.

Greg, the guy we met a couple nights ago came back from work and hung out with us for a bit.  We all went out to eat, wandering the city with Greg as our guide.  Ate at a little noodle place then went to the mall to check it out.  The mall was interesting because instead of individual stores in their own rooms, more like an outdoor market stuffed onto 7 floors.  At the top was a view of the city plus a roller rink and arcade (that was packed).  Headed to the FCC (foreign correspondents club) for a drink then back to the hostel for a bit more food and bed.

Friday we walked to the riverfront to have breakfast at The Blue Pumpkin, a great little cafe with free internet and a view of the river.  Took a tuk tuk to the Russian market.  Supposedly a great place to buy souvenirs but really just full of usual touristy junk.  Went back to central market to wander the streets while heading back home.  Stopped at a couple of charity stores and bought some real souvenirs made by actual Cambodians.  Met up with Greg at the hostel and headed to the night market (which only occurs on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays).  Ate noodles with vegetables and chicken for $1.25 and a bottle of coke for $0.50.  Andy got a scoop of Durian ice cream and chocolate ice cream.  The durian turned out to be better than the chocolate.

In the morning we had breakfast at the hostel then caught a tuk tuk to the airport to head to Hong Kong.