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Keep calm, don’t take pictures, don’t get into tuk tuks… oh, and carry on! (Crossing the Poi Pet border)

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Keep calm, don’t take pictures, don’t get into tuk tuks… oh, and carry on! (Crossing the Poi Pet border)

“I’m not scared of the Poi Pet border!” I shouted softly into the blanket the bus had provided. “Screw the Cambodian government officials!” I yelled quietly whilst thumping the air gently so no one would notice, least of all the Cambodian government officials. God they’re scary, I really hope none of them look me in the eye.

We were on the bus to the Poi Pet border crossing from Thailand to Cambodia with about 20 other scared looking travellers. We’d all read the horror stories online, been warned by the lonely planet and pathetically sobbed in our dreams the night before, but ultimately all decided to go for it. We’d face the yelling tuk tuk drivers, fight the corrupt Cambodian officials and pay out of our arses to buy what should be a reasonably cheap visa. Read the rest of this entry

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Dear diary: crossing the border at Sunauli

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Dear diary: crossing the border at Sunauli

Today we arrived in India. It was much less hectic than arriving into Kathmandu, but then crossing over land generally is.

We decided to walk to the border – 4km in the sweltering heat, carrying approximately 25kg between us, just to avoid haggling. It was one of those days (you know the kind, where you don’t want to talk or think or deal with the swarms of touts all saying exactly the same price, but telling you their price is the best). Read the rest of this entry