La Villa Battambang

... the bamboo train with my driver its basicaly a pice of wood on some small train wheels with a 100 cc moto engien conected to it + no brakes it goies quit fast + the track is in need of some repair lol it was fun tho<br><br>in the evening my driver invited me for dinner at his house we went shoping at the local market whith his siseter and there we went back to his house nice littel place and his family were supper friendy i helped them cook and we had a chat, the food ...

... as all the bottles are still stacked up and you can see the production line. We had a lovely old gent show us round and he almost collapsed with joy when we tipped him a buck. It was great getting pictures of the old Pepsi sign&#8230; <br><br>Psar Nat &#8211; we got dinner form the market near our hotel for under $4! Proper local food&#8230; BBQ meat and a bag of steamed rice! We also had breakfast from the market&#8230; Freshly cooked waffles!

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... take an arty panoramic shot but it look dire so quickly erased it! There are certain rules regarding women and monks so I wasn't sure if I should have engaged in conversation with this one particularly friendly monk who came over, he seemed ok with it so I stopped worrying. He eeked out of me that i was a teacher (or ex-teacher) and nearly got me teaching a class that night. Felt guilt lying to the man in orange cloth but really wasn't feeling the love. Made my ...

... was hilarious - it's handlebars were on backwards and it was too small for him. I am not exaggerating when I say that on the 2 hour ride we said 'hello' to over 100 people. Everyone smiled, waved and some of the kids even managed to shout 'hellowhatsyourname' (all one word). We cycled along the river, passed ice making factories, fish drying in the sun, monks, schools full of waving kids. It is going to be very sad to be back in England and not have anyone say hello, or ...

... cest encore pire. On peut deja se conter chanceux car en discuttant avec une genre de chinoise, celle-ci nous indique qu elle avait demander formellement si des toilettes se trouvait a bord car, celle-ci souffre depuis 6 jours de chiasses intenses et elle vomit non-stop. Bonne chance pour la ride, Miss Jackie Chang!!!! Et cest partie. Le bateau, dune rapidite incoryable, doit avance a 5 km/h. On simagine meme pas si on aurait pris le bateau non speed boat!!! On est assis ...

... we went to a Lonely Planet recommended vegetarian restaurant for breakfast which was a bit of an experience. In the end we plumped for noodles with egg, and the boys went for noodles with assorted vegetarian meats - well somebody had to! Ours were cold rice noodles with sliced egg, cucumber, peanuts and several spoonfuls of sugar. Bizarrely (and it really was) this actually works, as soon as you think of it more like sugar puffs than a noodle meal. Definitely room for ...

... good it had two acts. The first was by a teacher at the school and was very good. The second was done by the kids aged 15-20. It was very fun and did a great job well worth the $8. Early night tonight. Tomorrow I catch the bus to Sihanoukville, it's a 10 hour bus. Fun!! But I need a visa to Vietnam.

... rather limply on his back. There was a westerner who was a doctor who helped patch up three quite nasty cuts ... he must have been badly shocked as he was out of it for the rest of the trip ... Finally, a tropical storm arrived with strong winds driving the deluge straignt into the front of the boat for about an hour ... and everything got drenched, of course. It did at least stop for the last half hour ... and we finally ...

... animals, bikes, monks, farmers, beggars, lunatic drivers all accompanied by the continued sounding of the car horn. This as we have since discovered is lesson one in Cambodian driving. Whatever your road position over/undertaking swerving braking accelerating in fact whilst in the car generally press the horn. Although it doesn't always prevent mishaps! See later for details. I thought this would be easy to write and have ...