Unfortunately I ran out of time and wasn't able to get to Vietnam. I guess I enjoyed Laos and Cambodia too much. I headed up to the capital of Cambodia, Phnom Penh, with the main goal of selling my motorcycle. After five weeks on my Minsk I was no where near wanting to get rid of it, but I think shipping it to Switzerland or the States was out of the question.
Washed and unwillingly ready to sell.
On my way to the scooter slums to look for a buyer I noticed my back tire was flat. I took it as a sign that my motorcycle didn't want to leave me either. Every other corner you can find someone that will fix your bike. Here they are melting on a patch .
Crazy traffic in the big city means that the sidewalk is often used as the street.
After some painful bargaining I sold my bike for a mere $110 to this local. I figure the whole motorcycle experience was worth far more than what I paid anyway.
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