The marathon was on Sunday. Only part of it took place inside the park area, which would have been more scenic had I not seen everything the day before. Marathons are painful, so it's hard (for me at least) to appreciate what's around me. Also, I had to go #2 for half the race, and there weren't any port-a-johns on the course.
But, I made it to the end. Here I am with Alyssa completely exhausted.
All of us in front of the Angkor Wat temple with our medals.