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The Dirt Road (Cambodia)
There was one long dirt road in Siem Reap that truly opened my eyes to the grim reality of the outside world that, until then, I had just looked at as a stamp in my passport for good times and travel. It was this road that, the hookers, ladyboys, thieves, tuk tuk drivers, and all sorts of other crazy bastards took home each night beside me. I walked it everyday to get to Pub Street (the party street for those of you who know it).
The Naked Man and The Mob (Colombia)
I remember smashing whisky cokes at the bar in Houston airport so that I would be drunk enough to sleep on the plane down to South America. When I arrived in Bogata, I booked a hostel on my phone because I had an eighteen hour layover before my next flight to Pasto. It was 1 a.m. when the Taxi driver took me down a handful of desolate alleyways between graffiti painted brick walls before we arrived at the place.
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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.
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