Day Thirty eight. Chinese New Year.

The streets are empty which is very eerie for Phnom Penh. Most Cambodians go home to the country to visit their families over any holiday breaks which leaves the city deserted. Places of business are shut. I sat up on the roof to catch the breeze before venturing out. The jewellery shop was shut so I visited the small bookstore close by. I then had lunch in the Deja Cafe which is nice and air-conditioned. I ordered vegetable spring rolls and a coke. On the way home I called in at the supermarket which was thankfully open. Bought cereal and alcohol to sit on the roof with to celebrate the New Year again. 

Heidi rang to say that we were looking at an apartment at six pm that evening. I worked on ancestry in the afternoon.

At five to six we wandered over the road to the apartments above a house. The owners of the house invited us in to sit down and wait until the agent arrived. We sat and sat and sat but no one turned up for the appointment. The two men that lived there did not speak any English but delighted in laughing at us calling us "Barang" which means foreigner in English. We thought this so funny as we were actually aware of being foreigners. The agent never showed up to show us the apartment and we later found out it was the other side of the building which was only half of it so we missed her.

Went to a special restaurant in our main street called Jars of Clay. This restaurant helps disadvantaged women who are compromised in some way to help them get back on their feet by training them in hospitalities. I ate pea pasta with mushrooms and Heidi had some pumpkin soup.

We enjoyed our meal and the service was great. A lovely restaurant to eat in.