So everyone was all: "You have to see Angor Wat! And you HAVE to see it at sunrise!"
So this night person woke her ass up at 4am, traveled through dark and scary rice paddy fields in a tuk tuk that broke down TWICE, braved the malarial mosquitoes and was at Angor Wat to see the sunrise.
And you know what? It was nothing spectacular. You morning people are CRAZY. Everything's still there at noon. Oh, and at that point I've slept in and don't want to murder the small children trying to sell me postcards.
