It was bound to happen at some point. It's midnight and here I am, face to face with the toilet. It's hard to put into words the pain of an overseas bug/virus/stomach ailment, and I'll spare you the gory details. Let's just say, I went 5 months with no intestinal complications and Cambodia has finally caught up with me. Twice in one month, actually. How lucky am I?! I like to call it the Cambodian diet/savings plan.