Bug and Cambodia

I was traveling in Cambodia. I went there on a whim and had to tell my work I was not coming. I was traveling with a man. He had black hair and brown skin and wore a white button up shirt. He had planned the trip better than I had and had cash to pay for transportation. He was annoyed at me because I did not have cash to split things. I had some cash but mostly American bills. I regretted not using an atm we had seen when we arrived at the border and I worried that the deeper we got into Cambodia the less safe the atms were to use. There was a river we were next to and I wondered if it were the Mekong. It was busy, the sky was overcast, I waited to use an atm. Another dream I was with our three cars in a house. It was like I was house sitting. There was this massive bug like half the size of the cats crawling around. The cats noticed it but didn’t chase it like I expected. I crawled into this cat den thing. It looked like a potato bug. I called Kirsten and she told me not to touch it because it had deadly poison powder its skin put off. I said “that’s probably why the cats leave it alone.” I picked up the whole cat den and put it outside a sliding glass door.