Apocalypse now?

One month in Thailand and time for visa renewal. Which for me meant a 50 km motorbike drive to the nearest border crossing, a quick return stroll over a dusty road, a good iced coffee at the Cambodian border café (Thais have no knowledge of coffee) before my passport got stamped again for another month (the Thai seem to love stamping the way the French love a good argument).

I must admit it was a bit scary to step over the border. Even my cheap travel camera got nervous by the the sight of Cambodia and twisted the pixels. Far less ordered and pleasant than Thailand - but it awakes my curiosity.