Thien Hai Son Phu Quoc Island

... They were really good... <br>We returned to his shop, bought some dry peppercorns and some water to wash down the spiciness in our mouths. Saying our goodbyes, we drove back to the highway, and headed back to Kampot as the sun set. We had dinner at Bokor Mountain Hut (a taste of what was to come tomorrow) ... Sheena had local fish and chips (sans tar tar unfortunately) and Danny had shrimp sandwhich. Mid-dinner, an Olive-sized rat scampered past our feet.

... Between that and the frequent loud motoring of boat traffic (we were parked right next to the town&#8217;s ferry landing), we were up before the dawn and packing our bags. The crew served us a final breakfast which we ate as usual outside on the stern. The experience wasn&#8217;t quite as thrilling as dining out on the open water, since we were tied up and surrounded by people busy eating their own meals, brushing their teeth with river water, peeing over the edges of their decks ...

... guesthouse number online and by the time I rang Simon there the taxi man had already dropped it over!!! Happy days!!! I love those fu^king Cambodians!!! So off to Hoh Chih Minh City tomorrow crossing over the Mekong Delta and after our few lovely days chilling out in Kampot its gonna be nuts rocking into the the big smoke again. Gonna do a few days there and start heading up North. So thats all for now my good buddies. Peace and good times to all. Noel & Claire

19th August<br>Another early start 6.30am (although it's so hot you want to get up anyway!) packed and caught our boat to the island, we were slightly worried which boat was ours and hoped we had not been fobbed off by the tourist agency but our hydrofoil boat was hiding behind a fishing boat to our relief and set sail on ...

We arrived in Kampot on the southern coast of Cambodia on Friday afternoon. It was raining, and the first 3 guest houses we looked into were booked, but we found a nice room across the street. We went to the popular guest house for a beer, talked to some folks about what they had done in town, and discovered that all of our plans weren't going to work out. We had hoped to hike up Bokor mountain, but learned that the treks are ...

... at work, riding around on their scooter, or out with friends in the evening. Gordon seemed to take it more in stride than me, pointing out that it would be cool in the hot weather, but I just never quite got used to the sight, and would do a little inner double take every time I saw it.<br><br>After suffering an especially unfortunate night of poor judgement on our first night in Kampot, during which I was eaten alive by 50+ mosquitoes while ...

... here was to do a tour of Bokor. They were going to be disappointed once they heard from us that the park was closed.<br>We ended up having a riverside meal with the women. One guy, equally French, was also in the restaurant. Johannes thought the guy was an opinionated, patronizing know-all. I thought so, too.<br>The French women were nice, though, and asked us to share some fruit as we sat on the bright pleasant veranda sitting area.<br> <br>

... bed for me, DK stayed up and watched the match LIVERPOOL 3 - BOLTON 0! Cmon!!!<br>**************************** *************************************** *************************************** ****<br>Ha Ha Ha funniest thing ever that I forgot to mention - we were walking along the beach yesterday minding our own business when suddenly DK went down a big hole in the sand! I laughed my head off - in fact Im still laughing now "oh no help me &amp; that I have fallen down a big hole in the sand"

... So we did the touristy thing for 3 nights and laid on the beach, ate good, and enjoyed white sand, crystal clear beaches, did i mention that? ahhhhh.<br><br>Now for a story:<br>Then on TET (new years) we took off with a change of clothes, our toothbrushes, and one sketchy moto (which we got a flat on a few days before- royal pain in the ars). !!! We were exploring!! Thats right, like Mr. Columbus, besides we were not carrying any heinous ...