Goodbye aren’t easy in general. On the road, you don’t have anytime to build a facade or to work on what you want to show or not. You are just truly, simply yourself. Everything is raw, big, intense. You can spend two hours with somebody and remember that all your life.
Travis and I have been traveling together for about ten days and in the end, what are ten days on a scale of an entire life or compares to the length of my trip?
“Tell me a story about love”
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See you soon…
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Ouch, that was a bad Margarita isn’t it?
I’ve been told that Koh Rong was organizing night trip to swim with the phosphorescent plancton. No joking, it’s a proper activity and you can ask “Three Brothers”, they are doing that every nights.
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I was born in the south of France, in a pier. We moved to Paris when I was really young but my father and grand mother where still in Sete so we were spending every holidays there. My parents had a tradition: renting a kayak for one day and cruising along a river. I was not the best ever (I mean that I excelled doing zig zag, I was not really into going straight you know…) but I thought that renting a kayak with a guy who has been a kayak guide will be really fun. And it was. Mostly because I spent the first ten minutes working out and the rest of the day pretending I was taking pictures and having cramps in the arms.
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As proper wanderlust kings and queens, we haven’t booked any accommodation in Koh Rong. Mistake!
“Don’t go to Siannhoukville”, “Siannhoukville is dangerous”, “what a disgusting city Siannhoukville is…”
These kind of sentences don’t really invite you to visit a city right?
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Then, started the game of finding the best spot for the sunset of the day. Climbing the mount of Kep – Sur – Mer for 30 minutes to say goodbye to the sun worthed the effort.
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Kep is about eating crab and black pepper. And that’s what decided us to go there. Food had a really important part when you are traveling. You can find ingredients in a meal that provokes an explosion of happiness when they reach your mouth, really bad associations who can turn a lovely meal into “I will never eat fish anymore in my life”, or food that looks fresh at first but wake you up in the middle of the night only to realize that it has been a really wrong idea to eat in that restaurant… Food poisoning is the nightmare of all the backpackers. There is simple rules to follow but at one point, nothing is 100% sure. Usually, I won’t tempt to ingest crab, mussels, milk, not peeled vegetables, lettuce but Kep is famous for crab and black pepper so I had to eat crab and black pepper there.
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