Bugger Bognor
Bugger Bognor
Not a great deal to say about yesterday – we took the van back to Phnom Penh. A long and boring journey, shared with a woman and baby for an hour, a Cambodian workman, for a different hour, and, other than that, about 20 bags of cabbages, carrots and onions. That was it. The only […]
Bye Cambodia, thanks for everything Read More »
Let’s be honest, some days are a bit of a let down. They’re good, you enjoy them, and it’s probably no more than the weight of over-heightened expectations. One day, with the benefit of distance, you’ll look back on them with a fondness that would surprise you now. This wasn’t one of those days. Today
You cannot but feel privileged Read More »
After the first couple of hours out on Suk’s tuk tuk tour, I said to Virle, I’m going to have to start taking notes, otherwise I’ll never remember all the things we’re seeing. I’m glad I did. It started out with a visit to a mushroom farm, where a woman was putting a few scrapings
What can you say but what a day! Read More »
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 »