The outskirts of Phanam Pen penetrate into the heart of the city. Which is to say, there exists no line between city and shanty town, or if there is, the line is broad and permeable. The exception is the tourist and ex-patriate district on the riverfront. I felt an immediate affinity for the area - here is something I know, here is something safe.
The weather, the location, and even the French-colonial architecture make it feel like New Orleans. Gabriel and I split a bottle of white wine and ate at an upscale Thai restaurant. The wine buzz made me fall in love with the city.
It's a shame we only spent one night in Phanam Pen, it is a city that begs further exploration.
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