Final Day

The final day was one of those peculiar days when we had to check out of a hotel. We had several hours to spare before our flight and had to figure out what to do in the meantime. Realizing it was a great opportunity, I decided to book a walking tour.

We embarked on a very intimate walking tour with just three of us, accompanied by a local woman named Tea. Tea was a truly fascinating character. She shared a lot about her upbringing in a single-parent household, surrounded by strong women who shaped her into a resilient individual.

In her thirties, Tea, who had three children, recounted stories of growing up in extreme poverty. While our intention was to explore the sights of Siem Reap on the walking tour, we found ourselves engrossed in conversation with Tea about her life.

During the tour, we visited some tourist attractions, but we also made a stop at a charming café—perhaps Mexican—and enjoyed refreshing iced coffee or tea. It was during this time that we got to know Tea better, and it truly became a highlight of our final day.

Tea was a beautiful woman who generously shared her time and stories. Along with the tourist spots, we visited a local market that wasn’t geared toward tourists but rather served as a place where locals bought their fresh fruits and vegetables. We witnessed scenes of local people selling their produce, which was a delightful experience.

Additionally, we visited a temple that we might have overlooked otherwise. It proved to be quite fascinating as we learned about the religious culture of the area and discovered things we wouldn’t have seen otherwise. Tea’s tour of Siem Reap was certainly commendable.

Afterward, we returned to the hotel where both Ross and Andrea indulged in massages. I, on the other hand, sat back, enjoyed a few beers, and worked on writing some blog posts. Eventually, it was time to make our way to the airport.