Phnom Penh Airport Challenges
Running around doing errands here in Bangkok. Got my label samples back. I was pleasantly surprised !! I had no expectations so there was no where to go but up. They are doing the final runs to be picked up on Saturday. Hopefully it will go smoothly. Heading to Chaing Mai tomorrow. I have a cold. Just flew in from Phnom Penh last night and just as I am able to equalize again, I'll be heading back up there to 30,000 feet. EEWWWW. I'm hoping I get cleared up by Sunday. (when we head
to Koh Tao to hopefully dive).
I have to tell the nightmare story from yesterday evening. We headed to PP airport (via my friend/manufacturer Sam) and when we got to BKK airways counter, they said we were overweight and that we were allowed only 20 kilo's (what the hell is 20 kilo's? - I have NO clue). ANYWAY, we were like. . . uh, no, we are traveling internationally, we are allowed TWO 80lb bags. They said, oooooh noo lady, the peice concept not work in cambodia. We only allow 20 kilos per person !! Somehow we got from BKK to PP no trouble, but now they were trying to "stick it to us" on the return, charging an arm and a leg for the extra weight. Well, we were already short on cash and they wouldn't take a VISA (go figure). I'm sure Jo Airport Dude is back there in the back "collecting." Mom fights it out with them while I go over to pay our departure tax (25 US dollars per person). I go into my money belt to get the 50 dollar bill I was saving out for the departure tax . . . and no fifty dollar bill! I totally freak out, it totally wasnt' there. I have about 2 dollars in my wallet and a few reils (Cambodian currency almost no longer in use) some THAI baht, and Japanese Yen. I couldn't (and STILL) can't figure out where that 50 went because I was saving it specifically for the departure tax. It was just an expensive careless mistake. Anyway, they are yelling at me to hurrry up or we will miss the plane. Meanwhile, Mom is trying to hash out a visa card arrangment with the ground crew once we get to BKK where we can get money (there are no atm's in Cambodia). It was needless to say, not pretty. Amidst the urges from the airport staff to hurry myself along, I convice the lady that if she wanted departure tax from me, she would have to take in in Thai baht & Japanese Yen. We RAN to make our flight, (pissing off immigration in the process). Finally, once in the air, as we sucked down some red wine for sanity, mom looked over at me cracking up and said, "Wow, I wonder how badly your Dad would flip out if he knew we were flying from Cambodia to Bangkok with absolutely no cash." !! I laughed. And for those of you who know my "by the book, dots every i, fighter pilot," father, this makes sense to you. !! (love you Poppy). :)
to Koh Tao to hopefully dive).
I have to tell the nightmare story from yesterday evening. We headed to PP airport (via my friend/manufacturer Sam) and when we got to BKK airways counter, they said we were overweight and that we were allowed only 20 kilo's (what the hell is 20 kilo's? - I have NO clue). ANYWAY, we were like. . . uh, no, we are traveling internationally, we are allowed TWO 80lb bags. They said, oooooh noo lady, the peice concept not work in cambodia. We only allow 20 kilos per person !! Somehow we got from BKK to PP no trouble, but now they were trying to "stick it to us" on the return, charging an arm and a leg for the extra weight. Well, we were already short on cash and they wouldn't take a VISA (go figure). I'm sure Jo Airport Dude is back there in the back "collecting." Mom fights it out with them while I go over to pay our departure tax (25 US dollars per person). I go into my money belt to get the 50 dollar bill I was saving out for the departure tax . . . and no fifty dollar bill! I totally freak out, it totally wasnt' there. I have about 2 dollars in my wallet and a few reils (Cambodian currency almost no longer in use) some THAI baht, and Japanese Yen. I couldn't (and STILL) can't figure out where that 50 went because I was saving it specifically for the departure tax. It was just an expensive careless mistake. Anyway, they are yelling at me to hurrry up or we will miss the plane. Meanwhile, Mom is trying to hash out a visa card arrangment with the ground crew once we get to BKK where we can get money (there are no atm's in Cambodia). It was needless to say, not pretty. Amidst the urges from the airport staff to hurry myself along, I convice the lady that if she wanted departure tax from me, she would have to take in in Thai baht & Japanese Yen. We RAN to make our flight, (pissing off immigration in the process). Finally, once in the air, as we sucked down some red wine for sanity, mom looked over at me cracking up and said, "Wow, I wonder how badly your Dad would flip out if he knew we were flying from Cambodia to Bangkok with absolutely no cash." !! I laughed. And for those of you who know my "by the book, dots every i, fighter pilot," father, this makes sense to you. !! (love you Poppy). :)
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