|My chariot driver, Mr. Happy.|
The Genocide Museum was a school that had been converted into a prison, where people would be detained and tortured before being sent to Choeung Ek to be killed. It was really eerie. Something about it made me feel really uncomfortable. Thankfully, a lot of the reading materials provided were redundant to those I had read previously of learned at the the killing fields (due to the weather, my driver recommended doing the sites in reverse. It was definitely a smart call).
|A few views of the Genocide Museum.|
Overall, it was a very heavy day. I was really glad to get back to the hostel and see my friend was still around. After he left, I hung out in the restaurant until I was literally falling-down tired. I think I was there for maybe 4 hours! Ate some pumpkin soup, a very non-traditional caesar salad, and some lasagna.