The weird look the gentleman gave me when I asked for a helmet with the scooter I just ranted him gave me a clue about how relaxed and chill people were on the island. No, you don’t need a helmet to drive here. No, you don’t need a driver license. But yes, you need strong arms and a dose of courage to ride on the bumpy roads. Said so, the path areso damaged and the scooter seemed so old that I never speeded more than 20 km/h in the end.
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I like taking the little roads when I visit a place but you never know if there will be a treasure at the end of the alley or if you’ll find the dump of the city. A nice and sunny path in the rice fields can turn into a muddy grey road. That’s when you regret to have come so far because you think you’ll never find your way back on time before sunset or because you feel that this dude working on the field is looking at you in a strange way.
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Mie Mie stopped a cab for me to go to the bus station. My friends told me about this strange fact in the night buses in Myanmar: it is insanely cold. I thought I would be prepared to brave the freezing ac with my hoodie, scarf, long pants and socks. It was not enough.
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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