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it was not Truman who invaded South , starting whole war.

airport bus schedule of bus at terminal new airport

Iconic Old Market in Phnom Penh modern architecture Railway station view from Sky Bar at Morgan Tower and view straight down from bar

Phnom Penh , last day or what naïve would think. In the morning I invited Six Pack for a breakfast as he was not in rush to leave but mentioned he would eat something. Then we parted ways, I returned to hotel ( City Lodge on street 130 ) , backed what I had and took everything to my new digs – Vacation Boutique on the 136th Street , half way between Space Bar and Old Market. Move was premeditated , I wanted to check another hotel , if only for future reference. Since room was not ready that early I left my bag and went to explore city part north of Wat Phnom Temple. In meantime SBG lifted my spirits by saying he has day off today and suggested he will come to my hotel at 5 p.m. but before I managed to have any hope he would stay , next sentence was ‘ so we can go and eat something together”. Since this was my last hope to hope we get closer to each other , ahem, I okeyed an idea. After all that walking I felt bit hungry and 5 pm was few hours away so I went to restaurant by Techo Pagoda to eat something light. They have mushroom soup on the menu , my favorite of them all. Whet I got was something very remotely related to mushroom soup , if at all, but whatever it was it was , it was delicious so I did not say a word. Made sure I greet my dear guest on time I walked back to hotel but by time he showed up it was 6pm already. Being late that much never went well with me, but honestly I felt desperate so did not make any fuss, ordered remork on Grab and we went to the same place we had lunch yesterday – I like their duck with rice. Not exactly cheap place, dinner for two 23$ , well above Phnom Penh average but still very cheap by world’s or even Bangkok standards. Over dinner he repeated yesterday’s suggestion we will go to Morgan Tower Sky bar and when I agreed right away he said “ I already told SBV we go there. Third wheel again, sigh , but since it was very well built third wheel , if only for esthetics I played along. He joined us in the lobby where one can easily forget is in Phnom Penh. Very upscale place and immediately I start worried if 80$ I had on me will suffice. It was already dark and view was impressive with all that city lights. There’s also glass floor, the same like on Mahanakhon although building is not that high. Admission is free for bar visitors . We had two pizzas and couple drinks each . I was not shy to announce my financial limit before first order. Boys made sure I spent almost everything . But also made sure I had good time and it was actually quite pleasant foray. I wanted to go to Space bar for last round of drinks with boys there, they wanted to go to Blue Chili bar so I told them I will join them later. Took more money from hotel and walked to the bar had round of drinks with few guys there, including one who was missing last 2 nights and at one point I got panicky message from SBG “ where you are?” Oho, I thought they are concerned who will be paying for drinks. But promise is promise so I kissed my goodbyes and walked to Blu Chili few blocks away on street 130. My boys clearly had good time already, all three as I saw Six Pack with them as well. SBV was drinking with some young farang but it needs to be said as soon as I showed up , he made his excuses and joined me at the table. SBG had even better time and it looked he is well known there as was circulating from table to table. So my hopes were thinning by the minute. That coupled with noise , level of which was clearly aimed at scaring away bad spirits and old farangs , as well as show which by boys enjoyed a lot but I did not – to much ladyboys screeching , made me leaving SBV some money to pay for their drinks they consumed so far and gently fading out of sight. Where ? to hotel. Why ? to pick up some money and go where I felt I belong much more i.e. Space Bar. It was nice to be home , welcomed enthusiastically , particularly by that bulgy guy who impressed me before. He proved to be quite progressive although instructed me that while boss tolerates customer hand straying to bulge outside, placing it inside boxers is great no, no . Fun continued well into night , oiled by drinks here and there and it was only about 3 a.m when I decided to call it night and marched (floridarob did you hear that?) to hotel. Alone but happy , happy. On my way I checked my phone first time since leaving Blue Chili. There were few phone calls from SBG, obviously unanswered – I really did not feel phone buzzing and finally message “ where you are ?’ left half an hour ago. That was my last chance and I was determined not to waste it so answer was “ in the room, waiting for you “ . Answer was immediate and dream come true “ what room number ?, I'm coming now “ Now turned out to be 40 minutes but finally I got that call “I’m here”. Door were closed , guy at reception felled asleep but gentle nudge and 2 $ made him rising up and opening door with smile . It was worth to go through all these antics, third wheels , diners and bars 200 m up. Another sleepless night but every minute was bliss. Since I had plane to catch at noon I set alarm for 8 to pack up and take shower and to steal picture of my semi-god sleeping naked ( no, since it’s stolen you will not get to see it , my grandma always said “stolen will not make you rich” ). I give him generous , well deserved , tip and I liked way he accepted it – pocketed without even really looking at it , never mind counting. Remork to airport bus stop in front of railway station and after short wait bus arrived. Fare is 1500 , cash only , no change provided but I was aware of it and came prepared. On the bus I got the message through my high school class group we have on WhatsApp from friend I saw last in 1983 or 1984 that she is on ethe bus from Siem Reap and will arrive in Phnom Penh in about 1 hr. Too bad as I’m about to fly out. That was whole hell of bad timing but what we can do ? It took about 50 mins to reach impressive new airport , very spacious. There’s quite a walk from bus stop to terminal. Checking in was fast. I spent my last riels on some coffee , sandwich and bar of soap as riels outside of Cambodia are just colored piece of paper. At the gate some stranger said ‘hallo , you don’t recognize me?” , Fuck, no ! “We met last night in Blue Chili, I was talking to my friend SBV when you arrived “ Wow , what a chance ! Time to leave Cambodia and wasted chance to see my classmate last seen 42 years ago

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or gather people around the flag like Anutin did recently in Thailand

I'm more concerned of how well that works for Iran itself. I remember well how hated that American friend Shah was and how jubilant Iranians were he was gone. Perhaps too jubilant as it created ground for ayatollahs to rise and entrench.

and so was visiting crow I guess

nothing wrong with that, but role of policeman is to keep law and order , not to terrorize selected part of population while closing eye on other part doing all the same. It's not good when population is afraid more of their cops than their criminals.

I'd remove both Korean and Gulf war from the list as they were response to blatant and real aggressions.

he may have variety of personalities but I venture to say he still has only one cock

not to question at all what you are saying I have two comments here : 1/ it's one thing to hate country leadership but another to applaud that leadership removal by external force. Even if one thinks removal of Maduro or Khamenei was overall benefocial and God Bless America for that what if Orange Overlord decides to remove in the same manner Ms. Sheinbaum, Lula, Mertz or even Anutin ? 2/ this afternoon I spoke to my cousin who was in USA ( Connecticut ) attending her godson wedding. She is mild Trumpist and was shocked because " Vinapu , everyone I spoke to hated - absolutely hated - Trump " . We can agree that her social circle there is not exactly reflecting overall mood prevailing in America, no?

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cliffhanger extended by one day, too busy today to write next installment. Sorry

if you think I know who Bobby Ewing is you clearly overestimating me BIG TIME