So this post is up after what must feel like years. When you’re travelling, time seems suspended. As I update this post I’m enjoying the slow breeze of a ceiling fan inside one of George Town, Penang’s refurbished heritage shop house. The quiet calm and cool temperature of morning has broken and the afternoon blaze now heats up the streets, bereft of buzz due to the Chinese New Year holidays. It’ll be three days of wandering around semi aimlessly in this charming little town. These are the holidays in which I put my feet up on the chair, enjoy a coffee, read, and update.
Phnom Penh was just like this. It’s a city that’s got a lot to love. I first knew Phnom Penh five years ago when I travelled here alone, bewildered by its random, numberless streets and irritated by the heat and compact chaos. When I returned, a traveller a little older with more miles behind me, Phnom Penh is different. Surrounded by its much more successful, bustling neighbours Vietnam and Thailand, Phnom Penh seems to escape the spotlight for now, which makes it an incredibly opportune time for a bit of affordable R&R.