Not quite the wild, actually. More like into the unknown.
Calvin and I parted ways this morning. It was a little sad. He wrote his address in my notebook next to all the other addresses of people, we’ve traveled with. Of course, he pointed out the sentimentality in this. And I pointed out that he was being sentimental.
So off to Bangkok tonight for a layover before Cambodia. I have a good feeling about Cambodia. I’m picturing trekking through jungles, haunting museums and beautiful temples. Oriana, who I met in Yangon and again in Inle Lake, should be joining me in Siem Reap.
Bangkok in the mean time, sounds like it might be overwhelming after these past few days of rural relaxation.