Touring by ATV
Trip Start Feb 17, 2013
39Trip End Mar 21, 2013
I thought we were supposed to be picked up at 7:30 by Quad Adventure Cambodia. Imagine my surprise when the front desk called us at 6:50 and said the Tuk-Tuk driver was waiting for us (for the 7:00 tour!). We move pretty fast for a couple of old farts.
There were about a dozen of us but the other group was 9 strong, then us and a Japanese lady. The company gives each individual group its own tour guide. The group of 9 we never saw, where the lady went we don't know, and that left Dayna and me on a private tour! I couldn't have planned it better if I had tried! We had our own guide, "P".
This was to be a four hour trip, maybe 40-50 K long, so not a taxing trip over mostly level terrain
I remember Mom telling us how Grandpa Bloom would bring the cow into their house in Sweden when winter got bad because they couldn't afford a barn. These folks can't afford anything. They really do live hand-to-mouth. If the rains don't come in May, they don't eat! The major crop is rice and then everyone grows vegetables
We now know what the cattle and oxen we have seen through the bus windows are used for. They are the family van, pickup truck, and tractor for working the fields.. And, if you can predict its death, a protein source for the whole village for a week.
More after a nap!
When we stopped for breaks, the little kids would gather around us. I think they just want to see what an ATV looks like up close rather than clipping long at 10 mph. At one stop, just as we were getting going again, a little boy had to remind Dayna that she needed to put on her cloth face mask to protect her face. He was very serious about it so Dayna complied
Of course, you can't go anywhere here without seeing a temple or two. We did stop at one. We got our ticket punched for the day, took a few pictures and pressed on with our driver. You know what Ronald Reagan said about redwoods , , , ,
We were back in the hanger by about 11:30. Now we are trying to rehydrate ourselves. I am so tired of drinking water and my tinkler still thinks I have abandoned it. No big plans for this evening. We are such party animals you know. We have decided that we don't really like Cambodian food as much as we like Vietnamese chow. Can't really put a finger on it, just don't.
We also have to pick up our laundry from the little shop down the street. Seems our hotel doesn't do laundry. This was an experience. The shop is a combination beauty parlor, laundry, and drink seller. Apparently, the family must own a washing machine so that also makes them a "laundry." They weigh it by the kilo -- the price $1.00 per kilo. So easy! Then I had to relate to them Dayna's directions, cold wash, cool dry, try to remove some spots. You could see the girl begin to glaze over. It's like Dayna, they have two rocks they beat it on, course for stains, smooth for permanent press. We'll see how this all comes out. Since they didn't take my name, write anything down, and demanded payment up front (probably to buy the high phosphate soap) we may be traveling lighter tomorrow when we head to Ho Chi Minh City.