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Central Market looks like a giant yellow dome and inside it's a maze of gold, fabrics, and electronics. My first visit I walked in circles for an hour before I realized each wing is organized by category.













Phsar Tuol Tom Poung, aka Russian Market, is where locals and tourists collide. The knockoff section is enormous but buried between it are genuinely handmade things worth bringing home.













Every night market in Siem Reap looks the same at first glance — same elephant pants, same magnets. But there are specific stalls run by local artisans if you know where to look.










Battambang barely shows up in most travel guides but its central market felt more authentic than anything in Phnom Penh. Fewer tourists meant better prices and vendors who actually wanted to chat.













Nothing made me cringe harder than watching fellow Americans aggressively haggle over fifty cents. There's a respectful way to negotiate that vendors actually appreciate, and it got me better deals.













I was terrified of street food my first trip and missed out on incredible meals. Second trip I followed three simple rules and ate from market stalls every single day without a single issue.










Cambodian silk weaving is a tradition that nearly disappeared during the Khmer Rouge years. Buying directly from weavers at markets supports families keeping this craft alive, and the quality blows imported silk away.













Half the things I wanted to bring home I assumed would get confiscated at the border. Turns out dried spices and sealed pastes are totally fine — I just didn't know until trip number two.













Sorting handmade from factory-made at a market stall takes practice. After buying three bracelets that turned my wrist green on trip one, I learned what signs to look for.













Nobody warned me that indoor markets in Cambodia have zero air conditioning and tin roofs that turn them into ovens. After nearly passing out at Central Market, I came prepared for every visit after.













Shoving a camera in a vendor's face without asking is rude everywhere, but especially in Cambodia where many older vendors survived the Khmer Rouge and have complicated relationships with being documented.













Tuk-tuk drivers near tourist markets quote prices three to five times the normal rate. After overpaying for a week straight I finally figured out the system and cut my transport costs dramatically.











