After the atrocities seen in Phnom Penh, I headed for the beaches of southern Cambodia, before heading back to the west of the country and seeing the famous temples at Angkor.

I could have branched off to the west much further north, but I wanted to visit Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, to learn more about their genocide. And I did very well.

In the north of Cambodia, I am progressing in a liquid theme: rubber trees, sugar cane juice ... and more thunderstorms!

I meet a Frenchman who had it even more difficult than me, and I think the Apocalypse has arrived in Cambodia!