An announcement for "Passengers to queue for boarding
DOS man was nowhere to be seen, so I gather both laptops (in their bags), a bag full of duty free goods, my wide hat, a jacket, a coat and mustered my way, heavily laden, to join the already growing queue and waited.......... Moved along, and waited......... And waited for DOS man to appear
I am now in panic mode as the 'Departure' board flashes.......
'FINAL CALL"
" I'm sorry to bother you...... I'm flying with my husband and he hasn't returned yet. Can you call him on the tannoy please?"
"MR DOS MAN........ (as you can see....... All names have been changed to protect the innocents).......Please return to gate two where you wife is waiting for you to board flight CX253 to London Heathrow ( She forgot to also say......... "Along with the shears to cut your balls off!")

The morning after our return from Phonm Penh, DOS man booked two days of activities........
Tonight is dinner, dancing and cruise on the river and tomorrow, a day at Pattaya beach, swimming and sunbathing galore

Our return to Hong Kong was not as pleasant as the first time round
Pea souper comes to mind but alas it's not Mother Nature but 'Man made fog' due to polution
I was also stopped by immigration.........
Picture this......
Just gone through the 'Transfer' route and oblivious to what was ahead, a little man of Hong kong descent stopped me in mid step
"Passport! Passport!
By this time DOS man was three passengers ahead of me......... With my passport
I put one foot in front of the other and was just about to call him.........
"Passport! Passport! Retorted the little man, his left hand outstretched, preventing my passing
I pointed at DOS man and said.......
"My husband has my......... And before I could finish my sentence, a even tinier, little woman  of Hong kong descent jumped out of nowhere, at my right side
"Passport! Passport!" She mimicked a fellow countryman
I now have two little 'Munchkins' blocking my way
For s split second, I thought I was going to be the cause of 'World War 111'
" She's my wife........ I have her passport!"
DOS  man to my rescue only now they had both of us in their sight
"Passport! Passport!...... For you too!"
So there we were, both handing our passport for scrutiny!
Yes.........Scrutiny!
Out came this tiny microscope....... And not a wonder passed their lips nor ours as our passports were inspected..........with a fine tooth comb......... To be returned with no 'PLease' or 'Thank you'
"Thank you" said DOS man
I uttered no words....... No words were deserved
In my world........
The initial 'Passport! Passport!' would have been a 'Hung' 'Drawn' and 'Quartered' action

The following day we visited the 'Genocide Museum' to see photographs of every Cambodian victim, inhuman torture, the interrogation rooms, all documented by their killers...... monsters of this atrocity.......
An atrocity inflicted by Cambodians to their fellow Cambodians
The Tuoi Sleng Genocide Museum.

We visited  the 'Killing fields' in Phonm Penh did an audio tour of the Choeung Ek Genocide Centre
The field was numbered..... One to nineteen and each numbered stop had a story to tell
The horrific history of this genocide begun on April seventeen nineteen seventy fivr when Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge marched into Phomn Penh
There are several mass graves spread around; four hundred and fifty victims here, one hundred and sixtysix victims without heads, over there, the Killing Tree, a glass box with victims' bones and teeth and another glass box with victims' clothing
So much to take in........ How can mankind be so cruel to each other?
on their own people

During our holiday, we've arranged to add another country
We're flying out to Phnom Penh, Cambodia from Savunbhumviu airport
Why?
We're visiting an English friend and his Cambodian wife and baby
A special trip to the 'Killing fields' is in the itinerary 

We arrived late in the evening and made our way to our hotel, the Indra Regent Hotel
The receptionist welcomed us, clasping her hands together like in a prayer and bowing slightly
We mimick the gesture 
"You have been upgraded to an executive suite" She said in broken English
"Smoking or nonsmoking?" 
"Nonsmoking pleased"
"Double bed or two singles?"
"Double please"
So far, so good

We are now eight hours ahead of the UK and at least twenty five degrees hotter!
The heat of Bangkok slapped me across the face as I made my exit to street level
This city is one of the most exciting and dynamic cities in Southeast Asia
It feels like I'm revisiting an old friend, this is my third visit to Bangkok but my fourth visit to Thailand