It was my turn to get my passport stamped at the Cambodian side of the border. I hand it to the immigration officer, and he begins to flip through the pages.
“Where is your Cambodia E Visa?”
I tell him I thought I only needed it to enter the country, not to exit.
He rudely throws my passport across the counter, hitting me in the chest.
“Get your Cambodia E Visa printed or you can’t leave the country!” demanded the immigration officer in a condescending tone.
Great. What am I going to do?