Day 31: “So this is Kampot…”

Kampot is much prettier when it's not raining, you know where you are, where you're going, and you're not lugging your backpack around with you. We hung out on the riverside the whole day. First, in a cafe listening to the debate commentary (and waiting around for CNN to replay the debate- which we later found out only happened on American CNN) and then walking along the river, then receiving a $4.00 massage, and then dinner at a seafood restaurant directly over the river. Kampot's main attraction is… drumroll please… the riverfront. 

The seafood restaurant was… ok. Andrew LOVES seafood, so we inevitably trek to a seafood restaurant when we're on an island or close to the sea. Unfortunately, we have yet to have an amazing meal at one of these aforementioned seafood restaurants close to (in some cases, right on the beach) the sea. Tonight's dinner was a lot of work. The crab was pretty tiny, and I'm pretty sure I ate more shell than I did meat. The 20+ (ok I exaggerate, but seriously there were a lot) waitresses could have cared less about being there, and I wasn't entirely confident walking across the wooden boards that provided the flooring over the river. At $4.00 a plate, I guess you can't complain too much, but we agreed once more that Andrew should probably stick to picking hotels, and I should probably stick to picking restaurants.