When arriving in Battambang, as in every town in Asia we were hit by a barrage of tuk tuk drivers. I told them to go away while we got our bags and that we would come to find them when we were ready, it’s a good try but this just doesn’t work in Asia (funny that). Duane had an offer from a driver for a free ride to a hotel and the deal was we didn’t have to stay if we didn’t like the place. By this time Kim was also talking to a guy who was not pushy whatsoever, a personality trait we seek but is often hard to find. Duane had already told the other guy we would go with him so Kim got Mr Nice Guy’s (Mr Saro) card (as he also offered tours) and we set off with Mr Pushy Guy. We took a look around the hostel that the driver had taken us to and it was an ok deal but we wanted to take a look at one more place. When we said we were going to look around, the owner then piped up and told us that if we leave, then come back, the deal was off and the price would rise. This really pissed us off so we told him that this was not a good business move and even if the another place was dearer and shiter we would not return. Yes that’s right,we would cut of our nose to spite our face, then we left.