Cambodian Taxi Chaos one piece of a radiator and a MacGyver Moment

Cambodian Taxi Chaos one piece of a radiator and a MacGyver Moment The roads in Cambodia are vicious, angry slabs of asphalt filled with holes that qualify as valleys in some countries. Fortunately, I had made traveling from Sihanoukville to Phnom Penh. Or so I thought. Taxi Cambodia after spending two weeks relaxing on the beach in the city of Sihanoukville, I was bored and so all three traveling with me. The time has come to head at the alleged chaos of Phnom Penh and, finally, Angkor Wat. Despite the legendary reputation of Cambodian roads, the owner of the shelter told us the way to Phnom Penh was smooth as glass. For twenty dollars, a taxi to reach all four of us around the city without incident. Around noon, two Australians, an Englishman and crammed into a Toyota Camry with our backpacks and miscellaneous junk. Our driver was a nice guy, always smiling. We had a communication problem, because we speak two words of English and speaks only English. The road, however, as has been fixed as promised we congratulated ourselves on our luck. About an hour, passing through the peaceful countryside of Cambodia. It 'hard to imagine the chaos that must have occurred when the Khmer Rouge was in power. Really? Not much to see beyond the occasional village. About halfway through the trip, the absence of large cities has become a source of conce. In the proverbial middle of nowhere, our driver pulled to the side of the road and tu off the machine. Because I could? Do not verbally communicate, much finger pointing was undertaken. We lost? Want more money? He was about to strike? What the hell was happening? Finally, foreign idiots were able to decipher that the car overheats. Why not think of complete idiots, let me remind you that the temperature was measured? I do not work. However, our pilot appeared to be the bell and our safe jouey came to an end cracking. Discharge of steam from half-inch crack next to the radiator crap. Road site assistance seemed an iffy prospect in central Cambodia. I mean, it could be? It does not actually call your auto insurance company. Me:? Hello. My machine is not working. Operator:? Ok, we send someone out. Where are you? Me:? Um, somewhere in the middle of Cambodia. Operator: ????[ hysterical laughter]? Click. The driver looked at us. We saw in him. At the same time, everyone began to laugh. What else can I do? We were in the middle of nowhere, the radiator was shot and 60 miles or so in Phnom Penh. Looking back, I can tell you that cambodian taxi drivers are a committed and creative group. We sat on the side of the road, contemplating the fact that they were about to have a more authentic experience cambodian so none of us had expected. Mysteriously, our driver had gone into the brush on the side of the road. After a few minutes, retued with a sheet of dark green and a big smile. Putting MacGyver to shame, were reviewed by the crack in the radiator using only the leaves and tubes of superglue. That all have retued, as requested by superglue to the boiling hot radiator, but nothing has happened in flames. After an adequate amount of time for drying / praying, all you need is water. Although certainly not a car expert, I do know pouring cold water on the radiator of an overheating engine is a bad idea. MacGyver, error? our driver, no? Not bat an eye, despite our extensive arm waving. With a big smile, entered the water in the radiator as we saw with horror. The only question is what would happen in the first place, the revision of the blade breaking or seizing an engine? Well you can imagine how it was discovered. Not only what we do in Phnom Penh, after the radiator had leaed two other leaf patches on the bottom. The road has been fixed, but my nerves are still recovering. In one way or another, is the way to Cambodia. At least I have enough ammunition to mock MacGyver fans.