Vietnam here I come, no wait back to Phonm Penh it is

Countries: 2
Cities: 11
Massages: 9
Time away: 56
Books read: 10

So I leave Sihanoukville and all the new friends I've made to get on a bus to feel as if I'm actually doing ssomething rather than spending my life chilling, maxing and relaxing by a beach coupled with the fact my visa was going to run out soon too.

Anyway on the bus I met some people whose names I'll never remember and faces I'll never see again and eventually got woken up at the border of Vietnam. So far so good with things going along pretty smoothly although slowly with the bag checks and being stamped out of Cambodia. Then suddenly it all goes pear shaped (or jack fruit shaped since they don't have many pears around here).

The conversation went as such...
Vietnamese border control: Excuse me sir you can't go through. (This being after the rest of my coach went through fine)
Me: Erm...why not?
Vb: Your visa is wrong, we can't see your passport no. clearly
Me: Right but everything else is fine?
Vb: Yes
Me: So why not write my passport no. in? I mean it's already in my passport after all (simply stuff right?)
Vb: We can't, my supervisor won't let you in.
Me: Hmm Ok what do I do then?
Vb: Back to Phonm Penh
Me: And its free to sort out right?
Vb: Of course

Away goes my coach that I'd paid for and the guy who was helping us through all these security checks and dressed like a seventies pimp decides he doesn't really want to know me now. Of course you would be pretty annoyed but my mind was too busy searching for solutions than escalating problems I quickly checked back into Cambodia (as quickly as Cambodian officals can) and jumped on a random bus to Phonm Penh.
It only had a sprinkling of Cambodian and Vietnamese locals on it with the rest of the bus filled with strange luggage. The oddest thing was a kid no older than 7 who was dressed to the nines in a full tuxedo with a red bow tie and yet he seemed fascinated with ME!

After a while managed to get back to Phomn Penh and got to the Vietnamese Embassy who said surprise surprise that I would have to buy a whole new visa for the budget price of $70. This was because the visa I got before was from Sihanoukville and therefore they couldn't change it, basically a load of tosh, but I managed to barter him down to $50 after I decided to unleash my version of bullshit, yet even with that saving it still burnt a pretty sizeable whole in my wallet.

So I had a whole day to burn and nowhere to go. I ended up just staying at a restaurant I liked from my stay in Phonm Penh where I just sat for hours eating, wi-fing, reading and eating some more. I even decided to get another massage to kill the time before grabbing my new 'correct' visa.
Just before getting on the bus I had to change up some money at a pharmacy and like any traveller after a day like this I indulged in Valium, 10 for a $1, money well spent in my sleep deprived eyes.