In to Cambodia
Having been in Cambodian two previous times, I figured I would be ok getting through passport control and customs. I was wrong.
It occurs to me now that the process of entering the country has been different each time. But the last time was just over a years ago so it shouldn’t be that different. Oh but wait, I’m at a different airport and it has been a year so… yeah I had no idea what I was doing. You know all that visa nonsense should have been a hint that more was to come.
For people coming off the plane who had their e-visa and entry card it was smooth and fast. I was in that group so I sped through the passport control but was curious if I could maybe get my type-k visa (the permanent) that I used to have.
Turns out not yet. Because I already entered on my current e-visa I could change my status this trip. Ok fine, I can do that.
So off I was to claim my suitcase and get a ride into town. Next thing I knew I was outside without my suitcase looking lost and confused.
I somehow missed the baggage claim area. So I had to be led back through the airport by a security officer. She looked really bothered by me. I know all too well what the face of a woman who is bothered by me looks like…this is really the only thing I know for sure in multiple languages.
When she left me by the carousel I said, I turned to her offered her a sampeah (palms of my hands pressed together chin level) and said orkun (thank you) her hard experimented to a lovely smile and she returned the gesture
Kindness and gratitude can go along way. I image her job is pretty thankless so maybe me being kind made her day, or she thought I was like a cute puppy doing a new trick.
Pictures and videos of leaving the airport…without my luggage and me riding a tuk-tuk to my home stay






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