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The Journey There
Left Bangkok and took the Bus to Siem Reap Via the border which was a long drawn out wait with many poor children waiting on the other side to cajole, harass and beg you into parting with your money, the unfortunate situation is(apart from being poor) that they catch travelers after they just had a long journey from Bangkok and then had to queue for Passport control making them all come through like Ebenezer Scrooge.
Met a Finnish guy named Visa (not loaded unfortunately) and four French people to make the rest of the journey to Siem Reap. Decided to sack off the bus that was offered to us as they lied about the Air conditioning and seemed to care more about the money than service which is always a bad sign. On the way we ended up passing the same bus as it had broken down so good call on that one. The journey itself was crazy as the dust on the road makes the visibility about 15 feet and at night you cant see anything apart from brown, misty, hazy, crap. Which possibly should make the drivers slow down right? No way! they like to play
slalom with the cyclists, children and cows that constantly cross the road. Angkor Wat
If the Pyramids of Giza are known for their shear size then Angkor is known for its attention to detail, you do have to use your imagination with some of the ruins but it easily impresses and would have been astounding in its day. Every wall, door frame and window is carved to the smallest detail, mostly Hindu designs relating to Vishnu and later on some Buddhist influences. The only problem is the assault of ten hawkers every time you leave a temple who launch an audio attack on the senses leaving you to run to your hired Tuk Tuk.
Which reminds me our Tuk Tuk
The last day I headed for a temple called Beng Melea which is 2 hours away from Angkor but is well worth it as you get the whole place pretty much to yourself and it does really look like something from Indian Jones. The place is overgrown and in ruins but this only adds to the atmosphere and you can climb all over and explore to your hearts content. I know one of the solitary guides there was
chomping at the bit to tell me info for money, but I really wanted to experience and explore this place on my own, to allow myself to imagine if I was the first to discover it so it ended up being a bizarre hide and seek game which I won in the end. The Tuk Tuk Crash
I was on my own this day as the others had moved on to Phnom Penh and I felt obliged to use the same driver but today he seemed slightly off form and while contemplating this the Tuk Tuk driver crashed, he was going too fast and hit a bump which buckled his direction sending him into a ditch and before I knew it my driver flashed before my eyes and beautifully face planted into the sandy mud. If I had had a score card he definitely would have got a nine. The carriage that I was in turned over but as it did I managed to put my feet out and landed softly on the sand unscathed but my driver got up spitting mud and sand he then perused over his precious lively hood and we were on our way. He
made a pit stop at a local pond to wash himself down (fully clothed, as they do in a lot of Asia).
Today I'm in Battambang checking out the town and taking it easy but will be heading too Phnom Penh pretty soon as I'm looking forward to learning about the Khmer Rouge and its History.
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