Second look at Phnom Penh

     After a wonderful A/C induced sleep, I woke up contemplating what to do with almost a whole day on my own in Phnom Penh.  My flight out was not scheduled to leave until 11:30 p.m.   I enjoyed a nice complimentary breakfast at the hotel and made arrangements to have access to my room until 8:30.  I knew I did not want to do anything formal--the tuk-tuk drivers would surely take me to any museum, temple, or market that I mentioned, but I had had enough of that sort of thing.  I decided I should walk since I would be seated an EXTENSIVE length of time on the trip home, and I figured, well, I won't worry about getting lost.  I'll just walk until I'm tired and then summon a tuk-tuk to come back.
     I found Phnom Penh rather hard to find my way in.  The streets are all numbered, but the same street seems to have different numbers as it progresses through the town.  The Mekong River is very helpful as a navigational aid, but it's easy to wander away from it.
     I started out walking along the Mekong, which is not particularly scenic, but being the compliant tourist that I am, I took photos.

Here's the murky Mekong itself, not looking as ominous as I expected from my extensive experience with 
 Apocalypse Now.

And here's something or other looking out over the Mekong.

Here was a sight I REALLY enjoyed.  I took it to be the Phnom Penh branch of the Green Bay Packer Hall of Fame.
     It was SO HOT!  Just walking seemed like an enormous effort, and rather quickly I got to the point
at which if Pol Pot himself magically appeared before my very eyes,  I would only have asked him for a cold drink.  I trudged around some more, admiring the industriousness of the city people, who always seemed to be extraordinarily busy making a living and then flagged down a tuk-tuk and went back to the ever-welcoming hotel.