There was a storm coming in through Siem Reap as I approached the entrance to the temple. There was hardly anyone around and I figured if it started to pour (which it did), I could just hang out inside one of the old tombs for a while (which I did). You would think that maybe you could get interesting pictures in the rain, but I have never been able to do anything of note.
One of my favorite things about the temple at Angkor Wat is that it laid buried and hidden in the jungle for hundreds of years. It’s amazing that a wonder of the old world can just be overgrown in such a short time. Although after taking a bathroom break out in that jungle, I was almost fully absorbed in my two minutes of anxious snake-watching.