Bangkok is an assault on the senses. So much more fun that the mundane sterile USA or Hicksville Cambodia.
I live 7km from Angkor Wat. So I can wake and bake at sunrise over Angkor, look at some monkeys then catch the Air Asia shuttle to Bangkok to wallow in the steaming and moist fleshpots like the loathsome freak I am. Then, once my filthy appetites are sated, I ride back to the sticks where I cruise around in my Tuk Tuk smoking weed like a King to tarp roofed villages and backpacker bars.
Great weed $1-3 a gram. Cheap beer. Insanely good food everywhere, even in Cambodia outside of their ethnic watery bland peasant food. Beaches, monkeys, bar girls, rotting garbage, boats, flowers, smiling people, gorgeous art, strange spirits, weird people and customs, giant Ganeshas and shrines, go go girls and the great smashburgers at Nana Burger.
Where else would anyone want to go but here is SE Asia. No matter where you are, there is something cool