Trip Start Jan 26, 2010
47Trip End Jun 08, 2011
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After getting settled I indulged in the main activity of the island known as hammock sitting. Which is exactly as it sounds, it often involves a beer or a book. At night the the entire island shuts down by ten and the pungent smell of cannabis is thick in the air
The next night, I met a friendly group of guys at the convenient store(aka convenient hut) and was invited by back for beers at their bungalow. I had a good time, hammock sitting of coarse, with good company and mediocre beer. This quickly became a nightly ritual. The group was full of characters. From perverse a Australian catholic school teachers, opinionated northern Europeans, to a goofy Canadian and a laid back but strong willed Brit.
The night after, Martin a guy from Denmark had organized a hammock hangout several hammocks high.The set-up was nothing less then impressive, especially when constructed by a chronic hammock sitter. Hammock city only escalated the next day. We all went to see the fresh water dolphins and made quick friends with the rest of our tour group. Together we enjoyed the rare Irrawaddy dolphins whom got very close and a humbling water fall in which almost the entire Mekong poured through.
After Martin organized a party at his bungalow and built up the small hammock hangout, to maybe 8 or 10 hammocks 3 levels high. The lot of us drank too much rice whiskey, made too much noise and lounged
The next day was pretty mild as we nursed our hangovers left behind from the vile rice whiskey. Although the full moon did manage to get into our blood a bit in the form of a midnight swim in the deceivingly swift Mekong. After a much needed relaxing weekend on the languid river, my visa ran out and I'm now reporting to you from Cambodia.