We left Angkor Watt and traveled to Bayon, a temple known for the huge faces that are carved into its many towers. My immediate thoughts when approaching the place were of how few people there were around. The heat was incredible. My shirt could have cured the Sahara...and my boxers could have probably given the Indian ocean a run for its money. Gross - whatever. Bayon feels a little more wild than Angkor Watt, it still gets many tourists visiting but nothing by comparison. Any controls or boundaries that you see at Angkor Watt are lost at Bayon. There are several [View Full Entry]

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Hello, Last Saturday was an incredible day. We awoke at 5am and stumbled into the dark driveway of our guesthouse to meet our Tuk-Tuk driver. Within minutes we were driving through the empty streets of Siem Reap, avoiding night dogs but otherwise heading in pretty much straight lines. This was a success. I wasn't that sure what to expect from Angkor Watt. Before traveling to Cambodia it was set up to be one of the highlights of the trip, but as I spoke to more travelers who had passed through that way my expectations changed slightly as people often described it [View Full Entry]

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Hello, The road to the orphanage is a straight line as you turn left from the driveway of our guesthouse. There's a crossroads somewhere along here that can be pretty scary...until you recognise that European road crossing laws don't apply here. For anyone who plans to visit Cambodia (or SE Asia - I imagine the same rules apply) I offer the following advice: - Take a rough glance to left and right, but not too much. If you make eye contact the moto drivers WILL expect you to move out of the way. - If you find that there is no [View Full Entry]

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Welcome to my daily routine... I set my alarm for approximately 8:10am... unfortunately this is wishful thinking and my stinging eyes tend to slide open at around 5am. Occasionally Echo wakes us with a happy chirp...at other times I see through blurry vision the switched off air-con reading a temperature of 32 degrees. My mouth is as dry as a street dogs balls and I wildly sweep the tiled floor with my free hand for the water bottle. Still in dream world, I half wish that the water will be cool and refreshing... it is the temperature of a par-boiled potato [View Full Entry]

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Hello readers, My ears are currently filled with strange tasting pool water...a subtle blend between mild chlorine, urine and the sweat of perspiring tourists. Refreshing. I suspect a portly German fellow for at least two of these ingredients (That chlorine bastard). I also believe that several micro-organisms somewhere close to my ear-drum are currently in disagreement as to whether to give me a cold or not. One seems to think it should let me have it... the other one is holding him back saying: "He's not worth it mate, just leave it." He's right - I'm not (what makes you worth [View Full Entry]

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Errrrrrrrrrrrrr... So this is probably going to be the most eventful and surreal blog entry so far, for two reasons: 1: I think I'm possibly still mildly drunk from my wonderful birthday celebrations, and; 2: This place is absurdly weird and makes about as much sense as a Gecko living in an air conditioner, or live pigs strapped to the back of bikes...this could go on. Firstly, thanks all of you who sent me kind birthday wishes, it was very much appreciated and really made my day when I checked the internet. For those of you who neglected to acknowledge the [View Full Entry]

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Hi Everyone, Over the course of this week we've seen some amazing things. Yesterday I saw a Moto with around 30-40 chickens strapped to it. I know that's probably not the first thing that came to your mind, but there you go. We've also heard rumors from several reliable sources that it's fairly common practice to move pigs around by strapping them to the back of your bike! I've been keeping a keen eye, but apparently it's more one of those things you hear before you see. Pretty horrible really, but what can you do? Carry them under your arms? They'd [View Full Entry]

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Hi! After a long and tiring flight yesterday afternoon from Bangkok, we began to descend towards the wild and arid landscape that surrounds Siem Reap, Cambodia. It was an exciting time, neither of us ever having been to Asia before it was an incredible view... this would have been fairly surreal by itself... but was made greatly more-so by the insanely obscure and highly misguided choice of music by Bangkok airways. Of all the songs we expected to accompany into the scorching 32 degrees centigrade, Jingle Bells was definitely the absolute last. By the time we had landed the extremi [View Full Entry]

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