Phnom Penh

We left Vietnam on a 6 hour bus ride to get to Cambodia. This involved going through 2 borders, the Vietnam border was the most disorganised and inefficient mess we've ever seen (although weirdly it didn't take as long as we thought). We had to give our passports to the bus driver who then gave them to the official at the border. We all queued up like you would expect to do, but after 10 minutes a Chinese tourist told us there's no need to queue as you just have to listen for your name and then go forward and through. So first they did all the Vietnamese people, then other Asian people and then the foreigners. Of course the guy couldn't pronounce our names so ended up holding the passports in the sky and hoping people would recognise their own. We're still not sure what the point of this was. Going through the Cambodian border was much easier... or at least it should have been. When we got to the front, the lady told Colin: "Your visa no good, not found". After a few minutes of searching the system and me cussing the lady that organised our visas, they found the mistake and his visa. The barcode didn't match the number of the visa. So we entered Cambodia and had 3 more hours on the bus before we arrived in Phnom Penh. Just outside of Phnom Penh we had to catch a ferry across the river and while waiting to board the ferry we had little kids knocking on the bus windows begging for money. I spotted a boy that hadn't come over, instead he was next to an older man that was hitting him and throwing him around. Finally the man grabbed the boy, pulled down his pants and then hung the boy on a tree by his t-shirt. For a second I felt so sorry for the boy, then I realised he was a cheeky little devil, as when the boy got down he was hitting the man with a stick as he had done before. When he saw me looking at him, he came over and winked and blew me kisses and then appologised to Colin.
When we got to our bus stop, as usual we had loads of tuk-tuk drivers hounding us to drive with them. We decided we'd walk instead, but when we found out it was 4km in this humid weather and with our backpacks we quickly changed our minds. We stopped a guy along the road and took our first tuk-tuk ride, which turned out to be really fun, even though it was quite slow.
There wasn't too much we wanted to do in Phnom Penh, we were just happy to sit at cafes watching the happenings in the town and drinking banana milkshakes and cocktails. On the second day we walked past the palace and a temple, but weren't too fussed to go into either and in the afternoon there was a rain storm that forced everyone indoors. We weren't caught in the rain, as we'd got back early, not able to stand the heat and were sipping a milkshake while watching the drenched people come in.
We headed off the next day for Siem Riep.