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Is there a smoking room at Phnom Penh Airport in Cambodia?

Yes Because of the maglev train, Pudong International Airport is obviously more international than other airports in China. If you fly solo, magnetic levitation will be the first choice; If I travel with a group, I really can't bear to take money out of my pocket and let everyone experience the fastest speed on the ground of 420 kilometers. Unless there are excellent and tacit MM in this group.

For smokers, there can be no toilet at the airport, but there must be a smoking room. Compared with the general environment of Pudong Airport, the smoking room of this airport is really designed without style. I won't say the specific location, and everyone who has been there knows it. It's a small room anyway. There is no other vent except the door. The walls are surrounded by chairs, and there are two ash pipes in the middle. When there are many smokers, the gas chamber looks like.

The smoking room at Phnom Penh Airport in Cambodia is the best airport smoking room I have ever been to. Large space, soft lighting, ambiguous colors, bar with high stool, comfortable big sofa. If you just run out of cigarettes, it doesn't matter. Here are free cigarettes, and the beautiful salesgirl is also responsible for lighting them for you. Basically, what is a bar like? What is it like?

There is basically nothing to say about the hardware and software of Phnom Penh airport, except that passport inspection is not very cool. According to Cambodian customs officials, China tourists seem to be the most vulnerable targets for extortion. It seems to be the practice at the airport to ask you for a few dollars for customs clearance. If you don't give it to them, you will play dumb and won't let you pass. At this time, you must be stupid. You would rather delay for a few more minutes than compromise with evil. I saw on the Internet that many compatriots don't care about this small amount of money, on the grounds of breaking the money and avoiding disasters. Alas, all problems are habitual.

Dalian Zhoushuizi International Airport is the closest airport to the city that I have been to. It takes no more than 20 minutes to get to the departure hall of the airport by taxi from Zhongshan Square in the city center. By the way, during the Spring Festival, I booked a plane ticket from Dalian to Shanghai through Ctrip. Because it is inconvenient to deliver tickets at my place, Ctrip proposed to put the tickets at the counter of an airline at the airport, and then I can go directly to the counter to pick them up. During the period, Ctrip confirmed many times by SMS, which was also in place.

Chengdu Shuangliu Airport and Sichuan Jiuhuang Airport left a deep impression on me. Because of the flight delay, I was delayed in these two places for 24 hours and 12 hours respectively. The performance of Shuangliu Airport at that time was commendable. It not only provides meals at any time, but also arranges for me to stay in a local two-star hotel at night. This is especially true at Jiuhuang Airport. Because of the plateau, some passengers don't know the truth, showing extreme symptoms of hypoxia, and the airport can't provide enough oxygen bags. Not to mention catering. Jiuhuang airport is in the middle of nowhere, and the box lunch is delayed. When the staff pushed the dining car into the airport lobby, the scene was simply an animal world, and I almost didn't grab the food. Incidentally, Chengdu Shuangliu Airport has another name: Second-rate Airport. The more you think about this "second-rate airport", the more interesting it becomes.

Heilongjiang is my hometown, so I have been in and out of Harbin Taiping Airport many times. Nothing special, but in winter, if the weather is fine and it catches up with dusk, from the porthole of the plane, the branches of the Songhua River divide the desolate land into countless irregular geometric figures, and those ice surfaces try their best to reflect the afterglow of the sunset. At this moment, my homesickness began to decrease, circled several times, then got into a taxi and finally disappeared into the night in Harbin.