The next morning I was a little cranky with Phnom Penh and was feeling like a very bad tourist. Bad tourist. I knew I should go see the renowned Genocide Museum. I should. I even headed out in that direction but I just didn’t Want to go to see the Genocide Museum renowned for its power to make you feel like sh*t.
This is the National Museum that contains many original sculptures from the Angkor complex put here to protect them from looters.