After spending few days in the same place, you end up doing the same things, going out at the same bar, eating the same things and recognizing the faces around. And that’s just great. I just want to remember that night when we danced on a song by New Order with Cambodian guys in the last empty bar of Koh Rong…
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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.
Ahhhh… Buses in Cambodia. You never know how comfortable are going to be the next hours when you book a ticket to somewhere. Most of the time you leave the town on time but the time of your arrival is quite uncertain. It is IMPOSSIBLE to arrive somewhere at the scheduled hour, that’s South East Asia. No need to stress you’ll be where you want to go, maybe you will change buses three times, maybe you’ll arrive 4 hours later, but be reassured, you’ll be there. Here is the perfect exemple for the sentence: “what matters is the goal, not the way”.
Sometimes, the most expensive tickets doesn’t mean you are going to be able to have a proper seat. I’d rather pay less, arrive later but be able to sleep or extend my legs than spending one hour less and feel broken for the rest of the day… But that’s just my way of travelling! Princess style you know…
Last night, Travis, met on the bus the day before appeared at my guesthouse. It was a good surprise but I have to admit that I knew our ways will cross path at one point again.
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