It's quite a drive out to Beng Mealea. Although there are really almost no reliefs at all, the jungle's presence gives an atmosphere that you can't find in the other temples. And instead of teh usual well groomed paths and walkways, the trail here climbs over fallen blocks and along the relatively steady walls of the temple that are still standing.

One last visit to Angkor Wat.

We were told that this monestary, next to the Bakong temple, was built about 300 years ago. We spoke to an older monk. He was about 70 or so I think. There were an extrodinary number of butterflies.

If I remember correctly, as we went down the Eastern passage of Preah Khan the temple became more and more overfrown by Jungle. I think fewer people head eastward.

We rushed back to Bayoun at the very end of the day. It almost entirely empty. These are some temple attendents chatting before they close up for the night.

This is the sexiest relief dancer ever.

How can I resist the classic To Phrom shot?

This was walking north of Bayoun still within Angkor Tom.

We arrived at Siem Reap this morning and went out to see some temples. This is the famous Bayoun temple with all the faces on all the towers. For a better picture check out the national geographic one.

The water level was a little low at this time of year. Off to either side, just beneath the canopy of leaves, are little huts for sitting in while you picnic. They line the length of the water on either side a few layers deep.

Today we went to Kirirom National Park. We mannaged to miss most to of the rain.

We went out to the killing fields. The series of excavated pits was not as evocative as Tuol Sleng, though there is this pile of skulls in the middle of the site, and occasional groups of bones at the base of trees and such. It is a far cry from a happy place.

This little boy desperately wanted me to take his picture. He had an empty 500ml water bottle and he kicked it against the wall to show how strong he was. He danced through the alley. I took a shot of him - more posed than this one - but I like this one better.

This is on the outside of the big market in Phnom Penh.

One of the main streets of the picturesque fishing town of Kompong Chhnang

From the top of Oudong Penh, the old capital, looking out across the Cambodian countryside. The little girl in the picture, against all protest, fanned me during my visit.

This was one of the rooms at the museum, when it was a prison it was used for torture.

These were some of the pictures of the prisoners kept at Tuol Sleng. The place used to be a school. It was converted to a prison by the Khmer Rouge where these people were kept and tortured until they were executed. It is now a museum. For most of my visit I felt slightly nauseous.

This is the view from Izzy's balcony in Phnom Penh.

Walking to the market (in the background) on my first morning in Phnom Penh