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I’ve been chasing up plane tickets from Bangkok to Phnom Penh.

Finally found a decent airline with ticketless booking, its cool an online creditcard payment = a booking number that you present along with ID at the gate. Easy.

One way its 1000BHT + 600BHT departure tax = APPROX $52AUD
Pretty damned good.

At PP we can get our visas inside the airport for $20USD…From PP airport its adventure time.
The Army shooting range is not far away at all.

Beyond that I have vague plans centered around getting back to Thailand via temples and stuff.

Perhaps a boat. Who knows. Its all very flexable. Machine guns and grenades are not negotiable though.
One thing that I’m kinda worried about is from what I understand ATMS are very rare and will not work with our cards. That means carrying cash.

Lots of cash.

Edit: 30-10-2005

Cost $107AUD for two people one way.

So with visa and departure tax it’ll probably cost $100AU to get onto the street in Cambodia.
I guess we will make our way back to Bangkok overland over the next 3-4 days.

She loves it.

For my $7 I get…………Two plates of food which include:

Scrambled eggs x2
Bread x4
Baked beans 1 serve
sausages x4
Tomato x2
Bacon x4
Hashbrowns x2
Bottomless cups on tea/coffee/softdrink x2

$6

Icecream cone x2

$1

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However the really good part (for me anyway) is my secondary hobby.
I use bluetooth to tell 8-10 people to fuck themselves every time I’m there

Much easier and safer than my usual targets which are on public transport.

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I have a few messages that are just swearing, and a few more interesting ones with confusing vague comments.
Food and free entertainment along with FREE PARKING I LOVE YOU IKEA!

At the time I was living with my mother, who I suppose in hindsight was justifiably paranoid about me getting into trouble.
Sometimes at night I’d try and sneak out of our apartment.

Sometimes I’d succeed, mostly though I’d fail she was a light sleeper and to get out I had to get through the lounge room and past her room.
Why was I sneaking out….well because I liked mischief. I learned to pick those small locks commonly used on letter boxes and gates..and started a collection. By the time I lost interest I had a ball of joined locks about the size of a bowling ball.
Primarily I’d work on my lock collection, but more that that I like to steal things and destroy stuff, I did some bad things but thats not really the point of this story.

After being caught a few times in a row I (pissed off) decided on a plan. I stole a neighbors garden hose.

I tied the hose to the legs of my bed and put my usual (have I been caught) telltales on my bedroom door. I used a hair on the doorknob which would fall off it it had been turned and a $2 alarm clock, I had a piece of paper between the batteries and taped to the door. Opening the door removed the paper and set the alarm off.

Anyway again back to the story, I tied the hose to my bed and threw the other end out my window, my window three stories up.

Three stories from my window to the ground, three neighbours windows and rough brick between me and the inconvenience of strangers.

So I grab the hose and lower myself out. It seemed to go well until I actually put my full weight on it.
At which point my bed slid across my room to the window…not far but enough to scare the hell out of me.

From there I lowered and slid down the hose with my hands and legs rubbing against the wall and my neighbors bedroom windows on my way down.

I made it though. But never did that again.

Epilogue:

I got caught on my way back inside several hours later.
Also one of the neighbors complained but nothing came of it.