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Thursday 29 September 2011

Cambodian Summary – Siem Reap, Sihanoukville and Phnom Penh (26 August – 4 September)


So I got a little preoccupied in Cambodia updating everything that I forgot to write anything, so this will be a summary (as best I can remember) of Camdoia so may be a long one and will have a few more photos then normal.

After 37 hours and three buses, we finally made it to Siem Reap late at night and exhausted! Not to mention the sleeper leg of the bus we were given beds just big enough for one person, but actually had to fit two in there, so sharing with a stranger was interesting, and luckily I didnt get a fat Cambodia fella, but I got a 6ft tall Canadian who when folded up into the bed, didnt allow much room for myself, but I survived, but was exhausted so pretty much went straight to bed upon arrival in Siem Riep and ready for the next day.

Jonny, Emma and I took a walk around the town of Siem Reap after a nice sleep in, went shopping in the market there and got on some bikes and went riding around the town and up to Angkor Wat for sunset.

Angkor Wat at sunset was pretty impressive. The lake around the temple was still, reflections of the blue sky and the temple provided some amazing photos and then the light on the temple as the sunset was truly magnificent.
That night we chilled ate some interesting food, got fish pedicures (where the fish eat your feet, which tickles like hell at first and then once you are used to it actually feels really nice!) and got a semi early night as we planned to go to Angkor Wat for sunrise.

Sunrise didn’t happen, we got up early and it was pissing down with rain, so we went back to bed and slept till 11 and by then the sun was out and we got in a tuk tuk and headed back to explore more of the temples.

Angkor is the world’s largest sacred temple, spread over an area of more than 400 square kilometers and takes days to see every temple in the area. It is also one of the Wonder of the World. The most famous is Angkor Wat, which is seen on the Combodian Riel notes and also on their flag. The temple itself is pretty impressive and unlike many other temples I have seen. We spent a fair bit of time here even though we had seen a fair amount of it the previous day at sunset, but it was worth a second visit.

After we visited another two temples Angkor Thom and unfortunately I forget the other ones name, impressive but completely different look to that of Angkor Wat. Angkor Thom was like an open air maze of walls with carving and etches all along, and Buddha faces at the top of most of the pillars and at the tops of all the structures. The second was more like a set of ruins covered in moss, which gave you the feeling of being in the jungle somewhere, and also had crazy carving on all the walls.

The last temple we visited was Ta Prohm, made famous from the Tomb Raider film. I think this temple was up there as my favourite. Although not as big as the others, it has not been fixed up (although they were starting to fix some of it up while we were there). There were large stones that used to be part of the walls lying in piles covered in moss, sections of the temple fallen and crumbled and lying there untouched, and most impressive were the trees that are hundreds and thousands of years old growing over the buildings. Some were growing over the walls around the temple, some were growing on the walls of the temple itself, and some had even grown through the temple and broken through the roofs reaching for the sky. It felt very authentic and untouched, and looked really amazing!

Our final day in Siem Reap we shopped a bit more and just relaxed before a bus ride to Sihanoukville, which was another interesting bus trip. Dark roads, no streetlights, a big bus and rain, not a good mix for anywhere in the world, but Cambodian bus drivers are by far the craziest I have ever seen. We hurtled down the black roads at speeds of 100-120km/h, turning corners where you could barely even see there was a corner, and then the most eventful and terrifying part of the trip, launching off a speed bump going at least 100kms. The driver was maintaining his three figure speeds when all of a sudden the bus launches into the air, front wheels definitely lifting off the asphalt, and everyone lifting out of their chairs, and then lands with an all mighty crash as the front of the bus smashes into the road. The driver I think must of done this many times as he had no troubles controlling the bus as it landed from its flight. An hour or so later we change bus, surprise surprise, the other bus is screwed from its jumping antics. Luckily the second bus made it there although due to the drivers Daytona style driving, we were nearly two hours early and arrived at 5am instead of 7, which made finding accommodation a little harder as everywhere was closed. All was good we found somewhere and got a few hours shut eye before waking to explore Sihanoukville.

I didn’t know what to expect from Sihanoukville, all I knew that there was a beach and that was about it. When I rose in the morning, I went for a wander and quickly learned that the town was up and coming, but seemed that it was trying to develop too quickly. Building were spurting up everywhere, but the basic things like an actual road were missing, some buildings were small thatched roof huts that had tried updating quickly and cheaply, which made them loose a bit of their authenticity and charm. One local also told us that the town is going one of two ways, upmarket, clean and very touristy, or the complete opposite, still touristy but more of a red light style town, as apparently prostitution there is a big problem. If it goes the seedy way, it will be a shame as it does have some potential to be nice.

In saying all that though, the beaches are pretty nice. The first day I got a motorbike and went for a ride around the area and checked out some of the smaller quieter beaches and they were really nice. Clean beaches and water with no one there. The main beach though where all the bars and restaurants are though is clean, but you are constantly hassled by kids selling necklaces and bracelets, men selling sunglasses or women trying to cut your toe nails, which really does get a punish when you are trying to relax.

The food there is amazing! The three of us had dinner on the beach, literally two meters from the waters edge, and our dinners, consisting off BBQ meats and fish, salad and beers, and it cost US$3 each. And the mornings had the same deal, cheap eats on the waters edge, amazing!

One day in Sihanoukville we did a day tour out to some of the islands nearby which I had heard were amazing. Unfortunately the weather wasn’t the best, and our first stop was a little bay to go snorkelling, but the water was cloudy and really couldn’t see anything, so first stop wasn’t successful. The second stop was Bamboo Island, a pretty nice beach with not much there but clear blue water and white sand. We swam around and chilled there for a bit, ate a nice barracuda lunch and then a storm came in and we had to cut out trip short. The boat ride back was pretty sketchy. The boat we were in wasn’t the most stable of vessels. Powered by a makeshift motor from a car and a long pipe with a tiny propeller, there wasn’t much power to get us through the rough conditions, we felt like a sitting duck in the middle of the ocean. The waves were big and rocking the boat, the driver was driving parallel to the waves so the waves were hitting the boat side on and at times nearly tipping the boat. One poor Dutch girl was in tears and I think genuinely thought we were going to die. After an hour or so of a semi stressful boat trip we made it back to land safe and sound!

The rest of the time on Sihanoukville was spent trying to relax in between getting haggled by the kids on the beach to buy their bracelets etc, it was a shame the weather wasn’t all the amazing.

Last stop in Cambodia was Phnom Penh, a city with not many sights and beautiful attractions, but with a rich and dark history.

Day one we chilled as we got in late and had an early night in our sweatbox of a room! Day two was more productive; visiting S21 and the Killing Fields.
S21, now know as The Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum is a former high school which was used as the notorious Security Prison by the Khmer Rouge communist regime from its rise to power in 1975 to its fall in 1979.

From the outside, it paints a pretty grim picture with barbwire and razor wire lining anywhere prisoners could possibly escape, and big grey, uninviting buildings inside. Once inside the complex, it only gets grimmer. There are many different kinds of rooms in S21, single person cells approximately 1m wide by 2m long, group cells containing more than 40 people lying in rows, head to toe and chained to each other, torture cells and solitary confinement cells that are about 75cm by 75cm, and the prisoners have to stand in them. And to make matters even more uncomfortable and unreasonable, the prisoners were giving an ammunition box and a plastic bottle and this was it, no pillows or blankets, just these two things. The bottle to pee in, the box to poop in, luxurious huh?

The things that happened here were barbaric and upsetting that people could do this to each other, and what makes it even worse they were Cambodians doing it to other Cambodians. There were even bloodstains in some of the cells! I could go on and on about this place as although it was extremely upsetting, disturbing and grim, it was extremely interesting and eye opening.

So we decided to continue the light hearted day and head to the Killing Fields after S21. The Killing Fields lived up to their name, with prisoners of S21 normally finding themselves here to meet their end. What used to be a Chinese cemetery became a cemetery for the victims of the Khmer Rouge with thousands of thousand of bodies buried here after being killing inhumanly. The soldiers didnt want to waste bullets to
Kill the prisoners so they killed them using anything from a stone to an axe to a hammer to even using the sharps sides of palm trees to cut throats. The way they killed babies was easily the most disturbing fact I heard, they would either swing them against a tree while their mother watched, or one would throw the baby into the air while another soldier caught it on the bayonet at the end of his gun, then they would toss the babies into a mass grave nearby. It is sick and how people could physically do it still amazes me.

There were mass graves everywhere, not just in Phnom Penh, but they litter the whole of Cambodia and more are still appearing now. At the Killing Fields we visited, there were certain parts of the ground where you could see cloth, bones and even teeth still coming up from the ground. After a couple of hours here we decided that that was enough of grim Cambodia history for the day and ventured down to the night markets for a feed then a few beers and a nice chilled night, as Jonny and Em had to leave at midnight to go to Bangkok.

After saying my goodbyes to Jonny and Em, which was hard as I had spent over two weeks with them and they were really great people to travel with, I headed to my room, packed my bag and grabbed some sleep.

My last day in Cambodia, alone for the first time in weeks, I headed to one of the temples in the city which was beautiful, except half of it is not opened to vistors and they dont tell you this until you get inside. And then I headed to the Russian market to pick up a few more bits and pieces before boarding my bus to Ho Chi Minh, a six or so hour bus ride away. 

Tasty treats, Siem Reap

Sunset at Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Sunset atAngkor Wat, Siem Reap 

Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Angkor Wat, Siem Reap

Monkey in Angkor, Siem Reap

Baby monkey in Angkor, Siem Reap

Angkor, Siem Reap

Angkor, Siem Reap

Ta Prohm, Angkor, Siem Reap 

Ta Prohm, Angkor, Siem Reap

Bamboo Island,  Sihanoukville

Dog on Bamboo Island,  Sihanoukville

Teeth coming up from the ground at Killing Fields, Phnom Penh

S21, Phnom Penh

Sunset in Phnom Penh

Little baby gecko, Phnom Penh

Flower, Phnom Penh

Temple, Phnom Penh 

Temple, Phnom Penh

Chilling on the beach, Sihanoukville

Sunset, Sihanoukville

Special Jonny

Tasty treat

Friday 2 September 2011

Vang Veing – Successfully shaving 10 years of people lives (August 22-25)


We left Luang Prabang excited for the 6 hour mini bus ride to Vang Veing, know for its tubing antics that involves getting an inner tube from car or truck wheel, jumping in a river that has a strong current, floating down the river and stopping off at bars along the way to drink, dance and do rope swings and crazy slides, sounds safe? We didn’t even make it there before we were risking our lives.

A few hours from Luang Prabang, and we hit a stop in the road with a long line of traffic and we were told there had been a landslide, which for this time of year was normal, and we had passed several that had been cleared, so we weren’t too worried, until Jonny and I decided to go to see the extent of the slide. A 20 minute walk along the line of stationary traffic and we faced the landlside, which literally looked like half of the mountain was missing. An area about 25meters high and about 100meters long had slid from the rain and had taken out a large section of the road, along with some electricity poles and any hope of getting across in our van.
We waited around for several hours waiting to hear what was going on, and we heard mixed reports; three hours, by 5pm and then that the slide had actually happened several days ago, and days later we had clarification that the slide had actually happened several days before we got there.
Frustrated, extremely hot and ready to go insane, we had to do something, and along with the other 100 backpackers in the same situation, we decided to get our bags from our van, and follow in the footsteps of some people we saw scaling up the side of the slide and walking along the top to get to the other side.

Loaded with close to 30kgs of luggage, and some rain drops starting to fall, it was looking grim, but we had no choice, so we gathered a crew and scaled the muddy, slippery path up, sweating like mad, which made our feet even slipperier and made it to the top without anyone falling or getting lost along the way, then the rest was easier, although still felt slightly unsafe, walking across the top of a land slide and seeing the tractors below working to clear it all and seeing how big it really was, but we made it! Next problem was now finding someway to get to Vang Veing from the middle of nowhere!

Groups of backpackers were huddled all over the road trying to figure out what to do next, and we managed to find someone who was willing to take us there, for a price of course, which we managed to bargain down a bit to approximately £5 for a 2 hours ride, the catch, it was in the back of a little tipper style truck. So 14 of us piled our bags and bodies into the back of the truck, and were on our way.

Sounds pretty average, but in the end was a lot of fun. Jonny had a bottle of whisky so that got passed around the back of the truck, everyone was in high spirits and having a laugh and getting to know each other. Then we made a stop along the way and loaded up with some Beerlaos and snacks and were back on the road, up and down winding mountain roads and witnessing some of the most amazing scenery I have ever seen in my life! It was so mountainous, green, and just beautiful, and taking it in from the back of the truck was even better as there was nothing to disturb the view.

A couple of bumpy hours later and we finally made it to Vang Veing, found a guesthouse, showered and washed the caked on mud off our bodies and went for a bite. Within two steps of the front of our guesthouse we were met by a girl with a tray of shots, handing them out for free, so we indulged and went in, got some dinner and beers and met some more randoms and chilled for a few hours. The girls left and Jonny and I decided to go for a wander and see what else was going on, and ended up in one of the clubs for a few hours partying and dancing the night away.

First day tubing and we were pumped! All ready with our waterproof bags and money for the day, we hired our tubes and got a ride to the river, ready for a day or carnage. First bar kicked off with some casual beers, then quickly moved to beer pong and a bucket. Then next bar more buckets and dancing and the first of the rope swings. Swimming from the balcony of the bar into the water, brilliant fun. Next bar, the first slide which was fun but a little tame, still more buckets again of course and at this point everyone is well and truly merry! And I forgot to mention the way you get to these bars is you sit in your tube, float down the river and then guys in the bars throw bottles with ropes on them to you, you catch them and they pull you in to the bar.

The highlight of the day came from one of the later bars, that has a slide, funny enough called ‘The Death Slide’ which is a tiled slide, about 25meters long and at the end it shoot up like a ski jump, and is amazing fun! So we brought a bucket, got our stamp to let us use the slide, drank the bucket and climbed the stairs to the top, and from the top it looked even bigger. Girls and guys were all sliding down it, so we jumped on and had a go and it was soooo sweet! We were controlled at the start just sliding down like normal, but after gaining some more courage, head first sliding was happening, and then final slide for the day I decided to try a flip off the slide and luckily for me it worked out just as planned and got cheers and claps from all the spectators on the dock watching. So I left on a high note before I ended up hurting myself.

The final bar for the day, had another rope swing and probably the most dangerous thing I had seen that day, a big blow up rectangle that one person sat on the end and other people jumped on the other end and launched the person into the air and into the water. One of the girls we met got on the end and three of us decided to launch here, so we jumped and launched her but all smashed ourselves, knees jolted, hitting ribs and jaws, wasn’t really worth it, so that was the last of that activity. So we moved onto the rope swing and that soon claimed another one of us as a victim. Em swung off the swing all fine but when getting out of the water stepped on a tree stump it pierced her foot causing a mean wound on her foot and toe. So we decided we’d call it a day for the tubing and go home, wash up and get ready for partying that night. The night got pretty messy and to sum it up, we ate, drank, danced and woke up pretty dusty the next day, but decided to back it up and go tubing again.

A little dusty to start, but as soon as you get off the raft to the first bar, your head is tipped back and some shots are thrown straight down your throat, which I think actually sorted me out for the start of day two. Tubing also was much the same; drinking, dancing, rope swings and slides into the river, floating around getting hammered. I randomly ran into Becky and Ky who I met in Xi’an and hung out and partied with them a fair bit, which was good fun! It was another highly enjoyable day, but the main difference was the tube home.

We decided to tube the whole way back to town that many people do, and was told it was easy and took about 40 minutes. As we all enjoyed floating in our tubes, we decided this sounds like a delightful thing to do, so we had about 6 of us, floating down the river (it was also dark by now) and we were laughing having a merry old time until we ran into some people who were not as chilled as us. They were hammered drunk, sharing a tube and freaking about where we were going. Luckily they didn’t rub off on us too much, and when we adopted a couple of other people tubing back to town, we had a nice posse floating back to town signing some tunes, not worrying about what creatures could be below the murky waters or in the dark river banks, and in the end we ended up exactly where we wanted, although at times we thought the drunk Australian’s that were panicking were going to die, but the crew made it to town safe and sound.

Our last night was nothing massive but was a fun night. We had dinner in a chilled little roadside kitchen where the menu was very limited but the food was amazing! Then moved onto a shisha bar from some shisha, a few buckets and a game of 8’s that really got everyone sauced right back up. We then moved onto another bar just to sit back and chill, ordered a few more drinks and chatted with Ky and Becky who popped by and then as we were leaving, we saw a separate hand written menu that sold all kind of interesting treats like happy garlic bread, opium pancakes, bags of mushrooms and opium and then just in case you have a chronic smoking habit, they also sold 1kg bags of weed.  We thought against it and headed back home for a semi decent nights sleep. As the next 30+ hours was going to be spent on buses to Cambodia…not fun! And with the track record with buses in Laos it doesn’t look good!

The landslide

Landslide

Muddy feet after the trek over the slide

View from the back of the truck

Cow

Night out at Oh La La

Frisbee game at Bar One

Muddy lad

In the back of the truck on our way to Vang Vieng

The tubing river

Day one on the river

Me, Jonny, Aiden and Ally

Beer pong

Buckets

Bar Two

Horrid scenery

Tubing

Q Bar

Mud wrestling

Twilight tubing

Me, Jonny and Em in the back of the truck