Blogs from Kampot, South, Cambodia, Asia - page 9

Ok, so the blogs stopped for awhile, and its taken me some time to get back into even being motivated. After believing I had found the love of my life in Ben, I came home to heartbreak, which doesn't need to be aired on here, but lets just say its knocked the wind out of me and knocked me off my feet, and while I am still healing, I am ready to start writing again... I apologise in advance that the blogs may not be as funny, exciting or detailed like normal.. but its been awhile since I experienced the adventure and with the wind knocked out of me the world doesnt seem so bright.. but lets give this a go! Bokor Hill Station Up bright and early, we were picked up for a tour of ... read more

Seeing I had a bit of time on my hands I decided to follow the coast and ended up leaving Sinville under the same rain cloud I had arrived under and my travels took me to the charming town of Kampot with it's ageing French buildings, a little bit more in-land and set on a river. Famed for it's pepper and it's easy relaxed atmosphere there is not so much to do here except to sit in one of the many bars set on the riverbanks and yes you've guessed it, watch a sunset. On my first day I hired a bike and cycled round the town, infact it was so small I ended up cycling around a good few more times and the second I hired me a tuk tuk and went off to explore ... read more

La côte du Cambodge est bien plus petite, et bien moins connue que celle de ses grands voisins, le Vietnam et la Thailande. Du coup on parle rarement des plages cambodgiennes ou de la plongée au large de Sihanoukville, qui pourtant est très bonne. Et ce qui est encore moins connu est l'excellent spot de kite surfing non loin de Kampot! Et c'est d'ailleurs pour le mieux, car le coin est ainsi bien tranquille, loin de la foule qui se rassemble à Mui Ne au Vietnam (tres bon spot d'ailleurs parait-il, là n'est pas le problème). Il y a un peu plus d'un mois, un ami me parle en termes quelques peu superlatifs, en bon italien qu'il est, de cet hotel à Kampot, au sud de Phnom Penh, qui offrirait des cours de kite surf. Cela ... read more

After a big night it was a relaxing day touring the countryside with Rob, a dutchman who was one of our fellow travellers up Bokor and on the sunset cruise. Rob had organised a tuk tuk for the day and invited us to join him. First stop was a cave with temple inside, bit of a non event as I had left my torch back at the hotel and didn't fancy scrambling through the unknown in the darkness. I am surprised that none of the dozen or so kids that came from no-where to be our 'guide' had worked out that a torch might give them an advantage. It was then a long ride to a pepper plantation which in itself is some what under whelming but the journey there was fantastic. We really saw cambodian ... read more

A discarded plastic water bottle has an average lifespan of 5 minutes on the streets of Kampot before it is transformed into a Lucite hockey puck and added to the others already in the bag. An army of human ants scours every square inch of town looking for recyclable materials. The work goes on 24/ 7. Karen and I were walking back to our hotel after a late dinner. We passed an old woman pushing a large wooden, bicycle wheeled cart before her. The cart was piled high with bottles and cardboard and crushed aluminum cans. A flash of heat lightning galvanized the night, picking out a small girl sitting in the midst of the cart's debris. My Princess of the pile. You could read books under your bedclothes with a smile like hers. But I ... read more