Travel Blogs from Phnom Penh
... with. We let our competitive sides show at Cambodia's only crazy golf course which came complete with a scaled down version of Angkor Wat. The final scores were game one to Ward, game two to Alex and Eline putted a hole in one. What Siem Reap had to offer in terms of temples, Phnom Penh equalled in terms of entertainment and culture. With no less than 3 and soon to be 4 art house cinemas we were spoilt for choice and managed to watch several films ...
... the 1979 occupation of Cambodia by the Vietnamese army. Also, the Vietnamese have a reputation for being intensely industrious people culturally, and they view the Cambodians negatively. The Cambodians on the other hand view the Vietnamese as intrusive and arrogant.
But to put this conflict in perspective, I grew up in Rosetown, Saskatchewan and developed an attitude toward two of Rosetown’s rival towns – Biggar and Kindersley. When I played minor hockey, we ...
... of whom had been on our flight which had originated in Hanoi and was going to Ho Chi Minh City through Vientiane and Phnom Penh, as you do. These folks had been on a Travel Indochina tour in Vietnam which was finishing up in Cambodia. We would meet up with one other person at the hotel. There are now 8 on the tour (6 Aussies and us) plus a kiwi guide, a driver and a local guide. This is a really good number.
After checking into the hotel 4 of us decided ...
... ve side tracked a bit. So after a first night meal just on the main road and having a bit of sulk that it's not as pretty as Siem Reap and we don't really 'get it' we went to Tuol Sleng The Genocide Museum. I won't go into detail, but it was a school which Pol Pot turned into camp- and anyone he thought had betrayed him or was too well educated got kept her and basically tortured until they confessed their crime- which they had never actually committed in the first place. ...
... through a storm. Confused I
had a quick look over and found damage to the wiring where someone
had tried to start her.
Her ******* brother had
tried to start her for a joyride out of spite that I wouldn't let him
ride it. Angry wasn't the word.
I made them get me a car
and hopped on a bus back to Pattaya where I knew people and could get
this all sorted out. I spent the next 20 hours heading back in the
most boring, painful drive of my entire life.