My finances were none to bright. After a lot of trouble I managed to buy 10 liters of gas for one American dollar, but it appeared that this currency was only accepted in Phnom Penh, where I managed to get the street rate of 60 as opposed to the official 34. I had a plate of kau-pat in Khong Thom in a restaurant where they spoke Thai. Along the water there was a luxurious hotel, where to my disappointment dollars were also not accepted.
I raced on through numerous villages, because I did not want to arrive too late in Phnom Penh, Every school boasts a volley ball court and net which are used much and with French inspired enthusiasm. Many oxen carts rode in the center of the road and reacted only extremely slowly to my horn. I had to turn down my windshield because a bolt had broken. I drove on wearing a pair of glasses and was soon covered with a layer of insects who were squashed against myself and my glasses. I copied this sign with Khmer letters which somewhat resemble Thai script:
Rainstorms either had occurred just before I arrived or happened just behind me, but I did not catch a drop even though the skies looked ominously black most of the time.
The large ferry at Prekdam was about to depart but happily waited for me. From the ferry terminal it is about 40 kms to Phnom Penh, and it is an eerie ride. Just imagine a narrow dike with much water and reeds on either side, a dark sky and a vague moon, with white signposts every km and a neck to neck race with two other drivers in a big hurry. I bet this stretch of road has many accidents!
LINK: Mekong River Basin flooding maps