December 20, 2010
We arrived at our hotel in the capital of Cambodia to the welcome of sex travelers not welcome on the door of our hotel, the Blue Lime. Griffin's reaction to the sign was loudly reading it then yelling: "EWWWWW!"
Looks like it's time for that "talk."
We didn't understand why there was so much silent fuss made when we arrived at the small, boutique hotel in the heart of town. It took a while and many phone calls for the staff to let us know that our travel agent had booked us at a hotel that didn't allow anyone under the age of 16. The hotel felt bad, though, since it'd be tough to get a decent hotel so late in the day, so Ken brokered our stay, promising quiet children.
The next morning, Boom put on his superman costume, whipped around his cape, and flew down the stairs, loudly announcing his presence, expecting the typical Asian gushing response to his cuteness. All he got was a loud SHHHHH! from the front desk staff who then returned to our breakfast table to ask for more quiet from Boom. We looked around at the other breakfasting adult-only crowd to see that they were more silent than Buddhist monks sworn to silence at a monastery.
We made a break for the door, hopped in the first tuk-tuk we saw, and shrieked our way with joy to the Royal Palace playground.
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