Tuesday, 13 November 2012

 Cambodia

 

 

 

Phnom Phen

Our first experience of a border crossing into Cambodia was decieptively reasonable compared to what was later in store for us...
We eventually arrived after a 8 hour backbreaking journey at 70mph over unpaved roads filled with potholes stretching for miles.
After attempting to nourish ourselves with KFC that as it happens is NOT THE SAME across the world! (Lets just say there isn't a boneless banquet option.) We thought our bodies would be better repaired and  rejuvenated with a $5 massage.

So..with our friend Joe, Tim and I entered the barbershop/massage parlour. This didn't arise any suspicions for us. HOWEVER 5 minutes later when (in the same room) we heard Joe asking for his boxers back and being laughed at by the women, we realised the situation we had unwittingly placed ourselves in and IT WAS HILLARIOUS! Especially as we didnt leave so for the next hour Joe was taunted by the women for not having a girlfriend and being so red- out of embaressment at the situation.


We took a cyclo-tour around the city navigated by rural villagers who travelled into the city for work. They took us on a "scenic" tour of the city, in rush hour traffic. We soon realised that closing our eyes would not stop any collision that might and will happen while playing chicken with 4x4's. We didn't see much.

But interestingly we did see a monk and some premature babies on bikes.
It was mourning period in Siem Reap when we arrived, the King of Cambodia had died. The locals and widespread news coverage in Cambodia beleved they could see the King's face in the moon. We weren't so sure.













S21

We visited the school that during the Khmer Rouge rule had been turned into a torture camp for anyone with a trade or education at that time in Cambodia.
After fourteen-thousand people were tortured and held at S21 only seven  survived. We met the two still alive today, we bought this survivors book and we had a picture with him. We both smiled as he was suprisingly upbeat but Tim maintained a sombre expression. He later said he didn't know what else to do.








The Killing Fields

For obvious reasons we didn't take pictures of the killing fields.
 




 

 

 
I don't know what kind of people they are expecting at the killings fields, but they're not the kind of people I want to know.



  

                                                                                Siem Reap

 

We visited Angkor Wat and the surrounding temples, which were amazing! We also made friends with a monkey. This monkey. He looked like he'd seen some things...

Tomb Raider.


During our time in Siem Reap we visited many temples. The three main ones were Angkor Wat, Ta Prohm (Tomb Raider temple) and Bayon. Unfortunately the amazement and novelty wore off after two days and we were left looking at old stones in 30 degree heat.










As in the film, the remains of the temple had been overrun with tree roots. Amazing some would say, others would argue it's a health and safety risk.

The temples complex had a monastery on sight and we managed to get this idyllic picture of a little boy monk.We asked him of course, after playing hide and seek with him. At first Tim didn't believe he was real.

We had planned to get up at 4am to go Angkor Wat and watch the sunrise. The hotel we had in Siem Reap was everything we had hoped for; nice pool, breakfast, cable tv. Which made it all the more devastating that  the very same night when we were to be leaving at 4am I was awoken by Tim standing on his bed at 11pm pointing, "I think there's a mouse". At first through my delirious half asleep state I considered going back to sleep. But then it scrabbled up the curtain next to my bed to my head level causing me to jump onto Tim's bed leaving us gripping each other stuck! After quick deliberations we headed down to reception, the night manager offered the man sat next to him as a solution so all three of us headed back up to the room and the kind Cambodian man set out barehanded to catch a mouse. No equipment or tools. After that inevitably failed, despite his valid efforts, we returned to reception and slept in a different room for the remaining 4 hours. Only to find that at 3.30am when we cautiously returned to the room to retrieve some clothes the lights wouldn't switch on, which turned into a panicked dash in darkness to avoid the lurking mouse.



Still! The sunrise was beautiful and amazing experience!

                                        

The elephant ride further brightened the day! Our life long ambition to ride an elephant was finally realised in Cambodia! And it was suprisingly comfortable.
Elephants lovve pineapple!













Wherever you are in Cambodia, there will be child trying to sell you something for "One Dollaaaarrr" which happens to be the first word most Cambodian children learn. They are all expert salesmen and could think a lot faster than we could. 

We also had an amazing opportunity to go into a charity run Cambodian School teaching children and teenagers. We were able to meet the children and sit in on their English class where the teacher then let Tim and I take over and divided the class between us so they could practice their english. It was great, they are the cutest people and they were so keen to learn. The purpose of the school was to stop adults sending children to work in the fields before they had an education as many were far behind for their ages. The charity paid the families who were the poorest in the area according to their need to allow their children to come to school to learn.

 
And then! We took ATV's throughout the rural villages, paddy fields and homes of the Water Buffalo's! Tim drove. We stopped every now and then to say hello to the young children that came out of their huts to greet us and shake our hands. It was such a wonderful day!
Also we took a lot of videos of the children playfully chasing after us along the dirt roads and as beautiful as they are we managed to capture something even more spectacular on film. Terrifying may be a better description.
We approached a crossroads and Tim told me not to look, as he thought he had seen a dead 6ft long pig bound at his front and back trotters strapped on the back of a moped. To our deafening horror the undead pig let out a scream! Screaming ourselves and with the pig chasing us we tried to get away, it was tense.

Saturday, 27 October 2012

Ho Chi Minh

(Saigon)

Modestly renamed after the saviour of Vietnam, along with pretty much everything else.
 
I spent more time than I wanted to in this hole as it was a tight squeeze and I slipped on the way down. This left me rather helpless with my arms above my head and my legs too far in front of me to generate any power, luckily it was pitch black so I couldn't see anything that could have been sat with me down there... Amy also went down but I must have be too shaken up to take any pictures.




Rambo.


These parts of the tunnels had been adjusted to make them double the height and width of the origionals so that us western folk could fit. although at one point the only way to get through was to lie down.

Chinuk at the war remmenance museum.

When your a pineapple smuggler, you gotta know your limits. you never know who's watching...


Crocodile infested Mekong Delta. and apart from what you see in this picture, there isn't much else there, maybe the odd guy having a bath.
Fresh, warm coconut juice. is NOT the answer to the question "have you got anything for sea sickness"

Saturday, 20 October 2012

Hoi An

By far our favourite place and most beautiful part of Vietnam has to be Hoi An.
Its a quaint little village maintained to have symmetrical ancient streets and buildings. Colourful and vibrant it is pedestrianised and completely flat we hired bicycles to cycle the streets around the markets and down to the beach.

The village is famous for tailored clothes, jewellery and shoes. Tim had some Yaley Couture clothes made and we also got some jewellery tailor made. We also found a corner shop with some excellent cookies!
As empty as the streets look... I did still manage to get myself run over by a fellow Vietnamese cyclist and with no help from Tim preceded to fall of my bike several times due to the initial knock to my confidence.


 The people in the village are so friendly and keen to show you their culture. This little boy came out to speak to us as we were cycling the paddy fields, he didn't speak English but hung around long enough for us to get a picture.
 This was.. unexpected. The tiny 'Buffalo-Man' had showed us that we could sit on the Water-Buffalo for a picture. We soon found ourselves thigh deep in questionable murky waters, sinking deeper and deeper, moving further and further from dry land. This is the only picture that hides Tim's distress enough for it to be disguised as enjoyment.

We felt that the dental care... or lack of it in Vietnam had to be documented.

Action-shot of Tim playing frisby whilst getting 3rd degree burns.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

iMonk

Hue

In order to get to Hue from Hanoi we had to endure a 14 hour train journey, we had a cabin with 4 child size bunks which we shared with 2 friends and a family of cockroaches. needless to say, Amy slept for almost the entire journey whilst I tried to strike a balance between fitting my legs on shelf and keeping my head inside the only opening in a giant mosquito net (what is the point in having a mosquito net if it has a hole in it?). She still woke up cranky.




All before checking into our hotel, which meant we weren't as interested as we could have been, we visited a pagoda, a kings tomb and had lunch at a nunnery where after the meal the chief Nun made everyone (with little English) eat and drink any left-overs... that was a bit awkward.

The car that the shaolin monk drove to Saigon and used the petrol to burn himself to the death in protest of the war. 











 An Elephant that surprised us in the forbidden city. (just by being there when we weren't expecting it... it didn't do tricks or anything)






Bunkers at the top of the mountain on the way to Hoi An, a Vietnamese stronghold in the war.