Yesterday was one of our longer days. We departed Phnom Penh on a bus for the border at 6:30am. We spent 2 hours getting from one side of the border to the other, helped in no part by each of our aptitude for picking the slowest line. Then it was another five hours to Bangkok and another one hour on a city bus and trying to find a room in booked-up Banglamphu. For those of you counting at home, that’s 14 hours of sitting on buses and 2 hours of standing in immigration lines. Once again, arriving in Bangkok was a shock after coming from the third world. Even though its only been two months, I’d forgotten that Khao San is an enclave of thousands of white tourists, barely a Thai in sight. Besides that shock, it was nice to eat street food without worrying about getting sick and never be more than a half block away from 7-Eleven (for all our snacking needs). This morning, we ate our favorite breakfast, mango and sticky rice along with some buns from 7-Eleven, at a park overlooking the Chao Phraya. Then it was off to the bus station to WWII-history-rich Kanchanaburi. It took us a long 4 hours to get here, but its nice so far. We checked in to Jolly Frog Backpackers, which seems like a backpacker resort if you can imagine one. The food around town is pretty good. Plus, it’s a mellow place, but its got all the conveniences of modernity. It’s a chill place, but I think it has enough to occupy us until we return to Bangkok.