I take a motorbike taxi for 30 Bt for another five kilometers to the border. It's very busy around here. People with hand-carts, overloaded with all kinds of goods, are passing by on the small, dirty road leading to the border. A young boy offers me transportation to Siem Reap. A flag featuring the silhouette of Angkor Wat waved in the breeze.
Most people simply hang around here, waiting for something to happen.
Inside the open building two officers are sitting behind primitive desks, doing the paperwork. I fill my entry card and a health questionnaire. The officer asks for my vaccination certificate. Okay, no problem, but he should not complain about missing cholera shots now. 200 Bt, that's at least what they ask me for.