And also this young chap, who was handling one of the other boats with what looked like a masterful hand, while his father, presumably, was down in the boondocks chatting with a punter. And they were wonderful. Must confess I was more than half expecting the whole thing to be a complete washout – one […]
We saw the river dolphins! Read More »
Today was always going to be a non-event – very much a means to an end rather than any kind of end in itself. What’s to say about the bus trip that took us from Kampot to Phnom Penh, and the onward trip from Phnom Penh to Kratie? Not a lot. What there is I’ll
Day on the bus. And the other bus. Read More »
Didn’t get off to the absolute bestest of starts. The motorbike guy came with a new scooter to replace the one from yesterday, after we’d protested about it having, among other things, no back brake. The one he’d brought was a major upgrade: two brakes. Sadly on my test ride, the right-hand mirror proved so
Great day, shame about the (‘seriously?’) finale Read More »
Busy, busy, busy, to quote the great Kurt Vonnegut. Starting with yesterday evening when we took another walk into town to go to the night market. Passing en route via a massive society wedding with what must’ve been four or five hundred guests; all the women dressed up to the nines in amazing gladrags (though
You really can have a great time round Kampot. Who knew? Read More »
Kampot, googling suggested, was not exactly overburdened with tourist attractions. But we’d known that before we came here, viewing it as a reasonably chilled way of segueing back into the world of motor vehicles ‘n that after our week on the island. Still, the Old Market, when we reached it, came as a bit of
To be fair, there wasn’t much in the brochure Read More »
Starting with the return journey to the ferry terminal, itself beginning with a haul up the rocky path that almost finished us off on our way to Sunset Beach. It was actually less challenging going up than down – none of the juddering impacts of the over-high ‘steps’ – but only till we noticed the
Funny thing, time. After watching our last Koh Rong Sanloem sunset I said to V “It’s funny – after we’d been here a couple of days I was thinking ‘How are we going to occupy ourselves here for a week?’ Now I’m sitting here thinking ‘Another week wouldn’t hurt.’” But that really is all, folks.
Our last Turner sky? Read More »
Laid back or what? As per, nothing to report. We haven’t quite got round to those treks through the jungle, and even today’s yoga fell by the wayside after the mat was occupied by grunting yoot this morning then I cried off on our return from the beach, pleading fatigue after two jolly energetic swims.
We’re a very adaptable species. After two months and change of flying here and bussing there and doing this and doing that and seeing this and trying that and exploring here and checking out there we now find ourselves in a place where there’s really nowhere to go and nothing to do and…it’s really very
You don’t really appreciate how much and how often you turn to it till suddenly it’s not there. Reading (the third) Wolf Hall and suddenly ‘Mary, Mary, quite contrary’ comes to mind, and I think wasn’t that something to do with a Tudor? And half-reach for the phone, but nope – no internet. We only
wwwhere’s my internet Read More »