I never really knew what to feel about Phnom Penh while I was there, I felt on edge most of the time. Whether it was the stress of trying to cross a street (or walk on the footpath), whether you were getting patted down by a group of street kids (keep your valuable out of reach when that happens), whether it was all the political rallies, with the leading party threatening chaos if they didn’t get re-elected, or whether it was the weight of their terrible past on the face of anyone over the age of about 35, there was always something. While I still don’t know exactly what to feel about Phnom Penh, I do know that it’s worth walking and driving around the streets of Phnom Penh to get a better feel for this chaotic but beautiful, history filled city.
Even if I didn’t know what to feel about the rest of Phnom Penh, I know I loved the food and the sunsets.
The horrific history of this country would certainly affect your feelings as you travelled around. Unbelievable what one human being is capable of doing to another.