Post travel depression – it’s harder to come home than go away. – unknown
The next couple of days was also uneventful. Mum and Nonna came to the school and helped me make puppets with the girls. And Wednesday night was their last night in Cambodia so we went to a nice place for dinner and it was run by an Australian man.
Said goodbye to our nice hotel
We got scared by what turned out to be a squirrel
And ate some delicious gelato before Mum and Nonna had to board the plane.