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3 years ago
I woke up at about 3:30 in the morning to watch the sunrise over Angkor Wat. As it turned out, I had gotten food poisoning from the restaurant I’d eaten at the night before, so before leaving I did a lot of throwing up.
Needless to say, I am a stubborn girl, and I was not going to let a lot of nausea prevent me from going. I admit, I did not get much out of the tour: instead of listening to the guide, I sought out the shadiest, coolest place there was and sat down until the group moved.
I would like to try this again and actually learn something, but this time do it minus the hurling.
