Food poisoning at Siem Reap

Last day and night in Siem Reap before I took a night bus to Phnom Penh. We didn't do much at all. Just did some trips to city centre to buy some food and then just been relaxing on a balcony looking at the river.

Then we had an idea to make fruit party before I leave. So we went to the market to buy different kind of local fruit. Dragon fruit, litchi, bananas, mango, papaya, rice in banana leaves etc.

After that we were still hungry so we took bikes and cycled back to the Pub Street for some street food. I ended up with chopsticks again. This time one guy from UK joined us. So it was 5 people from 5 different countries.

It was only about 8pm and my bus was leaving after 11pm so we had enough time. When we got back to Shila's house I packed my things and have been ready to leave Siem Reap. Before my bus left we went to a restaurant because I was hungry again. I was eating street food all the time and this time I wanted to go to a restaurant to be sure I will be OK.

Had some fries and chicken with some local fish sauce which tasted funny.

Night bus is a bus like any other but with one difference. Instead of seats you have beds. Easy-business. But sharing a bed in a bus with some Khmer guy was not really comfy.

The journey should take around 6 hours to Phnom Penh - Cambodia's capital.

After like 2 hours I started to feel a little bit uncomfortable with my stomach but I thought it's because of the bus. Well... it wasn't. After another 3 hours I was sure something is bad. I was sweating as hell my stomach was in cramps and I wanted to vomit. Somehow I managed to hold my body together for another 2 hours. The bus stopped at PP. Then I had to wait for tuk-tuk driver for another hour. He dropped me off at different bus station for my next bus to school where I was about to be a volunteer. It was old bus station with big hotel that was closed. The bus to school was leaving in 3 hours so my only plan was to keep myself together. I was in so much pain from the stomach that I just hid myself on a stairs of that closed hotel hoping it will end soon. Of course it did not. It took another hour for me to feel that bad so I had to go to the hotel banging on the doors and asking people to let me to the toilet. What can I say now... I didn't even close the toilet door and my dinner from the restaurant was bursting out of my body any ways it wanted. After few minutes I felt a little bit better but still not like a superman. I went back to sit on the stairs and waited for the death to come for me. I was not getting better so I decided to lay on a floor. Weird feeling. And try to get some sleep. With people able to see me. I forgot to mention that the stairs had no walls around. It was outer stairs of the hotel and I was laying between floors. Then a teacher from the school arrived with some girl. She way a volunteer and she was leaving the school on that day. Amd she was a doctor. God thank you! She gave me some pills to feel better and then left. I boarded the bus with the teacher to the school. I tried to have some sleep in it as well but it was impossible with all those people and bumpy roads. We arrived at the school in 3 hours and I went straight to bed and slept for the rest of the day.

I'm sorry I don't have more pictures but my only concern and focus that day was to be alive and in case to be able to call ambulance.

But it ended up well and the next day I was feeling much better.

Being sick at one place is not that bad. But being sick and move around that sucks.