Awkward goodbyes in Sihanoukville, Cambodia.
The next day was more than a little awkward. We said our goodbyes and I left to see if I could find a room. I went back to the place I was staying at before and they said to check back in an hour. And I ran into him again on the street and somehow asked if he wanted to get breakfast.
So we both sat, and drank coffee, and waited. And then we both ended up checking in. And then we both ended up in the same room.
And we ate breakfast, well, lunch. Something greasy to curb slight hangovers. And then he headed to the beach and I sat behind my computer all day catching up with things.
And then that night, everything caught up with me and I think I ended up with food poisoning. Which is not fun to have when you’re sleeping on a top bunk. Or when the bathroom in your dorm room flushes by pouring buckets of water down it.
So I had a sleepless night of having to climb down my ladder every half hour and run outside to another bathroom that had flushing toilets. At one point, while I was puking whatever I had left in my system, a cockroach sat next to me.
I wouldn’t have minded so much if he had at least have been a gentleman and held my hair back for me.
The next day, feeling only slightly better, I spent mostly around the hostel and trying to catch up on sleep.
And the next day I checked out of the hostel, but had to wait around for a night bus. And I ended up going to the beach with him.
And it was nice, that I didn’t totally screw things up by being a moody bitch. Really, I just needed space. Alone time. To not move so fast on everything. It wasn’t that he was some bad guy.
And so he waited with me as I ate dinner as I waited for my bus. And we said our goodbyes.