Holiday blues

The streets are already pretty empty, traffic is light, the motodops and tuk-tuk drivers have already packed up and gone back to their provinces for the Khmer New Year, which officially kicks off tomorrow for 3 days. If I didn't have a day job I'd have taken a great photo showing an overloaded pick-up truck full to brimming with humanity on its way to the provinces, but I'm stuck in the office, so I can't. I'm still coughing my guts up. Actually its a dry cough and its pretty painful. The cough medicine I got courtesy of the doctor works for about five minutes and then the coughing starts again. Everyone keeps telling me about their plans for the holiday - they're off to Siem Reap, the coast, Mondulkiri and so on - I think they're doing it on purpose because they know I'm staying at home. People can be so cruel. Even the local football which keeps me busy at weekends has been postponed for a week, so it's lucky I have a large pile of unread books to get stuck into over the next few days. I've already got my provisions in as most shops and restaurants will close too. I'll be humming The Specials' Ghost Town over the next few days.