So. Generally speaking, I've had apretty good time in this dusty, hot country known as Cambodia. I can't say that I loved Cambodia beyond comprehension, but I did learn to appreciate and quite like Cambodia. It's a pretty laidback place, the people are nice and friendly (but not overly so), I've loved the beaches and the seaside towns of Kampot and Kep, and am glad I braved the heat to take in Angor Wat.Read More
Finally! A post where I give you the lowdown on how I did Cambodia -- the good, the bad and the ugly (ugly = using band-aids to fix a mosquito net, come on!).
Where I went
Lonely Planet said anything less than 3 days with the temples of Angor is a travesty, and boy were they wrong. Unless you are a scholar of Hindu carvings or a masochist who loves spending extraneous amounts of time in excruciating heat, you'll be fine with one. The tuk tuk drivers have a pretty solid circuit that took me a morning to bang out. Sure, if you walk slow and are the kind of person who needs to stand in front of a carving for 30 minutes to bask in its glory, you might need more time. Given your tolerance for oppressive humidity and competing with all of China and Korea to see the sights, you probably will finish before noon (I started at 7 am and was passed out in a state of exhaustion/heat stroke by 12:30 back at the hotel). If you really truly believe you will need more time (you're a bonafide photographer or just love being in heavily touristed environments), go ahead, plan for three days.Read More
Remember how in my last posting I talked about what a nice time I had on Koh Rong? Strolling to the gorgeous beach over a hill, spending all day idly lounging around drinking coconut juice and swaying to and fro in a hammock? Well, I left out an important part of the experience. When I arrived at the beautiful beach, the owner of the bungalows immediately launched into being very friendly with me -- asking where I was from, where I'd come from, where I'd been staying, how I'd heard about the Village across the hill. Not wanting to be rude, I answered the questions, not sure where the natural boundaries in another culture exactly lay. An hour after listening to a couple dirty/inappropriate jokes and the plots of two Friends episodes recounted, I finally politely requested to be left alone for a bit to nap in peace.
Eventually, I headed up to the restaurant and the owner and his sister came and sat with me, asking more questions about my personal life and marvelling at my age (OK, that was very flattering). Being in a pretty laidback mood, I answered the questions, laughed, and went on my merry way to enjoy the ocean.Read More