The Cambodian embassy in KL is actually just some guys house. I drove into suburbia, pulled up to the gates of this house, sauntered in, and took a seat in the conservatory and waited. After a few minutes, some dude spotted me and approached. Far from offering me some homemade lemonade, he demanded to know what I was doing. Luckily he was shorter than me. Collected my visa and ran.

Now I am ready (next month) to enter a country which has the stupendous number of unexploded landmines, has seen civil strife for the best part of the last 50 years, endured one of the most horrific acts of genocide in Asia, the highest HIV rate for any ASEAN country and an extremely stretched infrastructure. I'm told the people aren't friendly either. Right, i'm sure that's scared my Mum.
- posted by Daniel @ Thursday, April 22, 2004