...where the deer and the antelope play

I feel like I've fallen into a Dr. Suess book. On a quest to find some traditional khmer food I have come to the conclusion that traditional khmer food consists of drinks with magic mushrooms in them, pizza with marijuana all through it ( 'happy pizza'/'special happy pizza'/'ecstatic pizza' is the official name for it) and that it's quite a good idea to have live snakes and alligators roaming around restaurants and people dressed in sailor suits. This was my messed up introduction to Siem Reap, Cambodia. Add to that millions of people in your face saying "hello lady buy something", tuktuk drivers that won't leave you alone, and the availability of any kind of drug you may want brought over the counter and it's no wonder that I once again found myself sick. I spent the first few nights in cambodia too sick to even get myself to the hospital, and instead lay in bed watching episode after episode of Ripleys Believe it or Not. Once I was better I went wandering around the temples of Angkor which I really don't know what to write about them. Angkor Wat was mindblowing; millions of intricate carvings, crazy steep steps by which you could climb all over the ruins, and stories of monkey armies. The next day I went to Bayon in Angkor Thom which has over 200 giant faces carved throughout the temple, and I got to see my first ever wild snake eating a frog. Temple sightseeing done, I headed to Phnom Pehn today where things just got stranger and stranger.... there are adverts to go and shoot rocket launchers at cows, the killing fields have become a moneymaking tourist attraction, everyone is yelling at you to buy something from them or go somewhere in their taxi, and all the guesthouse staff are persistently trying to sell you drugs - convinced that you aren't able to relax unless you buy their drugs. Its like WINZ came here and solved the unemployment problem by offering lucrative careers as taxi driving drug dealers.