The First 24 Hours in Cambodia

The first night we arrived we found a little bar called, Last Call near the end of an alleyway close to our hostel. We played pool on a shitty, crooked table with undersized balls and a terrible slant that caused the balls to roll towards the left if you didn’t shoot them straight into a pocket with blunt force. Beers were fifty cents each and went down like water in that nasty heat that lingered even after nightfall.