Chez Claude Sihanoukville

... at all. One little bridge of rotten wood was only about a foot wide & about 20 feet long. It was quite the trek across it. One lady was petrified to cross & Gail took her by the hand. Five of us got separated from the group while we were waiting for Gail to help the lady across, but we knew where the bus was so we headed back there. Not a nice place at all, as well as all the stray dogs everywhere. We were commenting that even if they are poor ...

... couple we met on the bus)… Unfortunately, the moto driver misunderstood where we wanted to go (he took "Happa" for “airport”) so we ended up half way out of town before realizing his mistake! He then thought we wanted Victory Hill, the old backpacker area (not sure how “Victory Hill” sounds like “Happa”!) before he finally realized where we wanted to go. The journey made us late for dinner but it did mean we got a tour of Sihanouxville for a buck!

... the beach. Two elegant girls just walked past each with a tray of walnuts balanced on their heads and a measure in case you want to buy some. Time for another fruit juice and a good book. It's been raining this morning so we're forced to relax.
Chow from Wendy and Dean
PS Dean is 95% over his arthritis. He's feeling fine. He thinks it could be the medication he's on so here's hoping it stays good once he's finished the course. Good news.

... girl who seem to be awfully thirst and in desperate need of you to buy them a 'drink'. Now to any guy which this this sounds like a nice thing, I cannot fully convey just how insistant these girls are with banshee like howling and clawing the air as you pass. Seriously, these women scare the bejesus out of me! I think it's even worse for Tanya as they appear to hiss like cats at her! Needless to say we stick to the bars free of these harridans...

... it was just a direct drive.

I'm staying at a wonderful place and have my own hut with fantastic views and a hammock with which to appreciate them from. The beach is great as the sand is gold and the sea clear so I was excited to potter down on my first day. Unfortunately there are hawkers everywhere and within minutes of my towel hitting that sun lounger the 'new victim' alarm must have gone off because suddenly I had all these ladies around ...

... we treated ourself to an amazing spa package at the Bodia Spa. A lovely establishment with quiet rooms, tinkling with raindrops and birds chirping and bowl of fresh plumerias, tuberoses and lilly pads to gaze at, as you lay face down on the massage table. I loved the lilly pond flowing through the hallway and the shower was to die for! (Especially since the showers suck here! They either trickle water, don't have hot water or the shower head is WAY too low - I had ...

... den doppelten Preis zahlen muessen :-(

Uns** Vietnam Visum haben wir auch besorgt. Schon krass, in Phnom Penh muss man sich** 1-2 Tage warten und in Vietiane (Laos) heisst es, dass man sich sogar eine Woche gedulden muss. Hi** in Sihanoukville hat man sein Visum in 10min, bezahlt ab** den gleichen Preis. Leid** gibt es keine Multiple Entry Visa, weshalb wir in Vietiane sowieso nochmals eines machen muessen.

... leave anyone's mouth in ever. Needless to say we ran in there and between four of us ordered and ate ALL the chicken they had left. Every last leg of it. And it was beautiful. The second thing of interest in Phnom Penh is the fact that you can go and shoot guns at the local military academy. Obviously not something everyone would want to do but a fascinating prospect certainly. You can shoot all the normal guns at firing ranges and for extra you can shoot a rocket launcher ...

... out fliers and working at the bar in the evening. If I'm doing anymore traveling this is definitely something I will be looking at. They were outside in the street trying to get people to come into the bar - so we drunk a lot of their free shots. There is a memory of a toy loudspeaker as well, that recorded voices and also altered them. Lots of drunk fun.
We met a legend of a man called Mattias from Germany. Honestly one of the funniest people I have ever met - combination ...

... believe about Britain.
Anyway, we encountered the landmine victim crawling among the bar punters, although we refused him this time, another landmine man with his little boy whom we did give some money to. It was pleasant watching the golden sun turn into an orange ball sinking to the West.
We came back to the hotel, had supper. Although and alas, I left my camera on the table. In my room, realizing I'd forgotten it, dashed back, but it had gone ...