Day 65 - Pancakes, coaching and cycling in the rain.

Looks like a waffle, tastes like a pancake. This is what I'll be eating for the next 62 days in Cambodia!

Day 65 - 27th August

Thursday and another morning of coaching the kids on the AstroTurf. This was the first breakfast at Bou Savy, I went for the banana pancakes - of course I did.

When we arrived at the AstroTurf, the kids were bouncing around and in great spirits. Hooch, Spring, DK and Srey Mom were harnessing the energy and putting the kids through their paces. Some of them were getting really involved and the news that they would be coaching a lesson themselves in groups tomorrow and would be assessed in a fun way to see how much they had learned and taken away from the week.

Half an hour from the end, they were given a time slot to plan their training session that would have to last 15 minutes or so. We had seven teams - Team Winner, Team Loser, FC FC, Team Cambodia, Team Angkor and a couple of others I've forgotten - sorry kids!

They really embraced the spirit of teamwork and the games that we had played that week, writing down their ideas, pointing out to the field as they plotted their drills and laughing as they did so.

On the way back, Charlie called DK to let him know there would be no afternoon sessions. Another free afternoon for me.

Love a lunchtime beer, here! (Except when working of course, but I had the afternoon off!)

I opted to cycle into the city centre in the pouring rain and send mine and Anne Banana's postcards from the main post office. Trying to get away with Vietnam stamps on them was like trying to walk into a temple with my shoes on. Tut tut, Dan! The cashier did not look impressed.

After, I grabbed some lunch at Viva, the Mexican restaurant on Hospital Street. The burrito was incredible and with an Angkor beer, I was extremely happy.

Viva Mexican, a cracking little spot.

My day went to its peak when I called my Nanna. The sound of her voice was amazing, I've missed her so much. She was genuinely pleased to hear from me, and was telling me about my postcards that she'd received. I'll definitely be calling more often now with my new Cambodian phone.

Look at those beauties!

I then called my sister, Mum and Dad to see how they were doing and then I ate my burrito, bought some new sports clothing and a pair of elephant print trousers. All for $14, so I was now David Dickinson, complete with a tan.

When I arrived back at the guesthouse, I was told we would be having a game that night with the women's team the coaches had put together. Hooch rushed down the vindaloo he'd bought in 15 minutes, telling me he'd be playing centre back tonight.

We were collected by Tuk Tuk and then it all went wrong. Spring forgot her boots, the rain fell from the sky like I've never seen before and we were waiting around in a strobe lighted Tuk Tuk for half an hour waiting for it to pass. It didn't.

The game was cancelled so Hooch and I came back and we went our separate ways for the rest of the evening. Jack and Jill was on Fox Movies and I realised that movies like this were ruining Adam Sandler's career - where are the days of the Happy Gilmore and Billy Madison calibre of films?

Another great day, filled with fun. Bring on the last day of the week!