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  • Kampot day 2

    21 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ 🌧 30 °C

    I enjoyed my walking tour with Jason so much yesterday, I decided to do his countryside cycling tour today. We met at 9, was just me and a lovely Aussie lady called Bec.
    Within 10 mins of cycling we were out of the city and on to dirt roads, driving past gorgeous green countryside.
    Our first stop was a traditional monnestry. Jason got us coffees at a small stall and gave us a little tour around. He's like a book, you could ask him any question and he had the answer to it.
    Monks don't own any money, meaning they can't buy food and rely on the local community to cook and provide food for them. We'd got there just as they were preparing for their single meal of the day. Contrary to popular belief, most monks that live communal Monasteries aren't vegetarian as they eat whatever's cooked for them, which most of the time will include meat as it's the cheapest protein.
    This particular monnestry was used as a hospital during the Khmer Rouge regime. Most university trained doctors were killed, so soldiers were given 4 months training to become a medic, which resulted in even more deaths because of poor practice. They often used coconuts to given IV drips, which actually do have the correct salt balance for them to work, however poor sanitisation meant it didn't work most of the time.
    We moved on and cycled through a small fishing village, home to a group of Ethnic Cham people, who are a Muslim minority group making up 1-2% of the countries population. They speak their own language and have their own culture, so often aren't very well integrated into the rest of society.
    We stopped at another monastery, this time further into the countryside, which usually means they also practice aspects of animism. We learned lots more about the spirits, and also forest monks who are monks that live in the forest and live off the land eating vegan. There's not a word for vegetarian or vegan in Khmer, so I was told if I want to ask for veggie food, to ask for forest monk food!
    We were sat on a table listening to Jason's stories when a monk sat outside one of the temples beckoned us over. He sat us down, poured us tea, offered us cigarettes and coffee sachets before disappearing off and re-emerging with red braided string and tied bracelets onto our wrists, which are a Buddhist monk blessing. Jason speaks a bit of Khmer so he and the monk were having a conversation whilst me and Bec sat drinking our tea. He showed us inside, and then asked for a photo and friended Jason on Facebook 😅
    After that lovely interaction, we stopped in a house just outside the monastery. There we were cooked up a delicious vegan lunch made by one of Jason's Cambodian friend Vin.
    We then continued cycling around, stopping off outside houses or shrines for a little history fact or two. All the houses out here are made of wood on stilts, to prevent flooding during the rainy season. A lot of the houses are very old, and you could tell what animals the family used to keep depending on the height. Houses quite low to the ground were generally for poorer families who kept chickens and ducks, higher ones would have had kept buffalos or cows then the super tall houses kept elephants! Most of the houses are still used by farmers, but of course no elephants about.
    We then stopped for another drink, at a house that makes palm sugar, and a final monnestry which had kids sprinting in and out of doors playing tag.
    Jason then talked to us about what he knew about the Khmer Rouge from speaking to locals. Kampot in particular was highly fought over as it's Cambodia's only coastal city and therefore only trading port. There's two long mountain ranges across Cambodia meaning Kampot can only really be accessed by one main road from Phnom Penh, which up until recently was patrolled by bandits and prior to that, Khmer Rouge soldiers.
    Jason was also saying that many Cambodian people don't like talking about the genocide, not only because it's traumatic but also as they find it shameful. After the Khmer empire fell in 1431, for the next hundreds of years Thailand and Vietnam were constantly in dispute trying to invade or takeover Cambodia. They viewed Cambodia as uncivilised, savages and unable to govern themselves. During the Khmer Rouge regime some of those aspects became a little truthful, so they feel embarrassed that Cambodian people turned on eachother and commited such atrocities. The killing fields and genocide museum in Phnom Penh were curated by westerner's as well as many other genocide 'exhibits', while most Cambodian people would rather forget about the genocide altogether.
    It was a really interesting view point that I had not heard or thought of before.
    We cycled back into town and dropped our bikes at 3. I absolutely loved the tour and wish I could remember more of the history, stories and facts Jason told us, as we were given so much.
    Me and Bec then walked along the river for about 40 minutes along to dog Sanctuary called high tide, right on the river. They look after over 100 dogs, and had a bar/cafe area looking over the water with every kind of dog imaginable running around. My idea of heaven!
    It's against Buddhist beliefs to neuter animals, so there's so many street dogs and cats here.
    Bec left after an hour but I stayed and sat with the dogs.
    I was planning to leave, when a group of dogs followed me into the courtyard on my way out so I sat and cuddled them for another half hour before getting a tuk tuk into town to grab some dinner.
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  • Kampot day 1

    20 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 25 °C

    Last night, I briefly met one of the girls in my dorm. She said her and a friend were riding motorbikes up to a local site, Bokor Hills in the morning if I wanted to join.
    This morning, I got up at 8 and she said they were leaving in 10 minutes. I nearly said no, but changed my mind and quickly got ready. I'm so glad I did as I had such a fun day!
    We drove (we, as in I was a passenger princess and the other two drove haha) out of town, along the main road then up into Preah Monivong Bokor National Park. It wasn't quite what I imagined when I heard 'national park', but it was very lovely. It was a winding road up through a jungle-like forest. None of us had done any research so we didn't know what to expect. So when we saw monkeys we were ALL very excited. For about 20 minutes of the drive, there were monkeys sitting on posts, in the road, on the crash barrier, in the trees, everywhere! There were also so many babies clinging on to their mum's, which was absolutely adorable. At one point, we slowly drove past a wall, with about 20 monkeys sitting on, some playing, grooming eachother, sunbathing, feeding, sleeping, was like a clip out of a TV show. Safe to say the trip was already worth it, no matter what else we saw.
    As we climbed up to higher altitude, it got noticeably colder, but as soon as you stepped off the bike and the breeze was gone, it was back to sweating.
    We had a couple view point stops along the way, and also went up to see what we thought was a big Buddha. After some googling, it turns out it was a statue of Lok Yeay Mao, the Goddess of protection, and is known for keeping peace and calm in the forest and coastal provinces of Cambodia. There was a little band playing up there which was lovely.
    We then arrived to the first of many buildings which made up Bokor Hill station. This refers to a collection of French colonial buildings constructed as a temperate mountain luxury resort and retreat for French soldiers in the early 1920. The buildings have long been abandoned, but makes a good tourist attraction.
    As we rounded the corner and made our way further up into the mountain, a wall of fog rolled in, which made exploring the abandoned building even more a like ghost town. My favourite was an old catholic church, it looked a little like the set of a horror film. There was also an old hotel, post office, casino etc... The casino and hotel have actually been under redevelopment. The hotel is a massive luxury one accomodating 100's of people but I can't imagine it gets busy as there's nothing much up here! The casino is apparently been bought by Chinese companies that use it for money laundering 😂
    We were meant to have spectacular 'end of world' (very steep cliff) views at the top, but unfortunately the weather meant you couldn't see anything! As the weather worsened, we continued and explored an 'old Cambodian village.' I couldn't quite work out if it was genuine or made for tourists, but it had some cool buildings and pagodas, so still a nice visit.
    The heavens then opened up and we ran to seek shelter. The two girls I was with had a bus to catch in the afternoon so there was only so long we could wait for the rain to ease off. It cleared up a bit, so we bought ponchos and started driving. 5 minutes down the mountain and the rain had disappeared!
    We saw our monkey friends on the way back down which was equally as exciting as the first time and headed back to the hostel.
    Earling evening, I walked into town and joined a free walking tour at another hostel. It was run by a middle-aged Canadian dude called Jason who'd been living in Kampot since covid. He was a proper history buff, so gave us a brief but very well informed and enthusiastic run down of Cambodian history, which was super interesting, and took us round the sights around the city. He talked a lot about the spiritual side of Cambodian religion called animism. Google says it's 'the belief that objects, places, and creatures all possess a distinct spiritual essence.' He showed us lots of different little spirit shrines, and explained that half of Buddhists in the country also practice animism. Some Monasteries strictly follow the laws of Buddha, where as others also lean into the magic side. Many people can't afford medical bills, so will go to the monks to try to rid the ill person of 'bad spirits' before going to the hospital.
    Jason also pointed out that an old building next to the hostel had fake bird noises emmiting from the ceiling. This is to attract swallows to nest in the rafters as they make their nest out of saliva. Once collected, these nests can then be resold anywhere between £400-650 per kg, triple the price if they're cleaned properly, as they're considered an edible delicacy in parts of Asia!
    It was a very enjoyable tour, best walking-tour I've done in ages and was very interesting to learn about the local and broader history and religion of the area.
    With a couple people from the tour, we then went to a super cute vegan restaurant and got some delicious Khmer food for dinner!
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  • The fruit on my museli included avocado, which I'm not sure how I feel about
    Lil pre bus snackSome delicious 'duck' soup (from a vegan restaurant)Seaweed popcorn, it was that or cheese, they'd run out of the good flavours!Tuk tuk in KampotBest burger I've had away, homemade tofu and bean burger from the hostelHostel pup

    Kratie ➡️ Phnom Penh ➡️ Kampot

    18–19 июн. 2024, Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 32 °C

    This morning I explored Kratie a little, there's not much to the city but I found a nice coffee shop. I got an afternoon bus back to Phnom Penh, and went to see a film in the evening for a bit of a change. I saw Inside Out 2 (a Disney animated film) and it made me cry haha, but was a very good film.
    The next day I wanted to visit the Royal Palace as I didn't go to my first stopover here. Annoyingly, for some reason it didn't open til 2.30pm today! I did want to go, but not enough to hang around til the afternoon, so I got a 3 hour bus down to Kampot.
    I had planned to look around a bit once I got to Kampot, but I was so tired I had a nap and just chilled at the hostel, as it was a 30 minute walk into the city centre.
    I am excited for my stay here though, it's Cambodia's largest coastal city and it seems like there's a lot to explore :)
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  • Free ice tea and a huge SLAB of cake at the start of our tour
    Meekong swimmingKralan snackDolphin spottingTrying to capture these guys in video was near impossible!Drive homeVery creatively named beer

    Kratie

    17 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 32 °C

    Today, I did a Meekong river kayak tour in hopes of seeing some dolphins. The dolphins we were looking for are called Irrawaddy river dolphins. They're only found in three rivers: the Irrawaddy, the Mahakam and the Mekong in Myanmar, Indonesia and Cambodia. There's thought to be as little as 300 left, making them critically endangered. Approximately 90-100 individuals live in Cambodia, most of which reside in the section of the river we were heading to this afternoon.
    I met up with the Aussie guy and a German guy at the hostel they were staying at. We met our guide, then hopped into the back of a pickup truck. We sat on a bench pushed to one side of the trailer, the other side was stacked up with kayaks. The road safety here is next to nothing, which is always very entertaining.
    We drove for about 25 minutes along bumpy dirt roads, following the river for the majority of the way before getting into our kayaks and making our way across the river. Luckily I was in a two-person kayak so it wasn't too much hard work. We paddled for about 45 minutes before stopping on a sand island in the middle of an off-section of the river. We were told we go swimming here. The two boys jumped straight in, however I was a bit hesitant as the water was mud brown. But I was reminded 'how often are you going to get a chance to swim in the Meekong', and cautiously got in, making sure not to put my head under or swallow any water 😅 it was so warm, almost like bath water which was surprisingly for such a large body of moving water. We were a bit sheltered by the island so the current wasn't too strong, but I still didn't expect it to be so nice.
    Our guide Ben, gave us snacks called Kralan, which were big shoots of bamboo that you had to break into, then peel the bamboo like a banana. Inside was slightly sweet sticky rice and soy beans. It wasn't particularly flavourful, but a good refuelling snack. There's different varieties of it across parts of southeast Asia, but I hadn't tried any before, and this was a version particular to Kratie.
    With a spring in our step, we clambered back into our kayaks and paddled another 40 or so minutes through a floating forest, into a very wide section of the river. Along the way, we passed quite a few fishermen in tiny slender boats, tossing out nets and waving as they zoomed past us.
    We finally reached a stretch of river maybe 200m wide. Ben told us to listen out for a puff of air, like air escaping from a tire really quickly. This was the sound of the dolphins resurfacing for air and water from the blowhole. It wasn't long before I spotted some in the distance, and we paddled over. They're known for being very shy animals, unlike some dolphins who jump besides boats and play around, these guys are much more introverted.
    We didn't want to paddle too frantically and scare them, but at the same time, they moved so fast it was hard to keep up or predict their movements. At some points it felt like they were playing with us and swimming around us in circles which was funny. You would hear a burst of air and turn around, but by then the dolphin had disappeared!
    We did have one surface 2m infront of our boat. These dolphins are so funny looking, they don't have a long nose like other dolphins, instead a very round face and they look like they're constantly smiling.
    We mostly saw fins and tails and backs, normally 5m at the closest. It didn't really matter that we didn't get very close though, it was so calm out on the river, the sun was starting to set so the water was dappled in golden light, and was just a really lovely experience. Also pretty amazing to see such an interesting animal, which unfortunately there are so few of!
    After maybe an hour of paddling around after the dolphins, we went back to shore and back on the pickup for a longer ride back to the hostel.
    After some beers and food, headed for an early-ish night. Turns out even in a two-person kayak, 4 hours of paddling is pretty tiring 🤣
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  • Homestay pup, he has such tiny legs
    Kratie is famous for it's river dolphins!Evening batsKhmer curryFried bananas for dessert 😍

    Kampong Cham ➡️ Kratie

    16 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 33 °C

    Got a midday bus further up north today. Me and the Aussie guy from the homestay hopped on a bus which drove us like 45 minutes, before we were told to get off. Thinking we were changing to a new bus, we waited around for 30 minutes.
    Then a people carrier pulled up, and 10 people filed out of this 8-seater car. We then put our stuff in the boot of the car, got in, and then all the others piled in too! There were 2 people sat in the driver's seat, another 2 in the passenger side, then 4 across the middle and back. Felt like we were in a clown car, and we couldn't stop laughing.
    Everyone else in the car seemed so unphased that it must be a normal occurrence. The only problem with so many people in one car was the aircon was useless, and we only got a breeze from open windows. This breeze disappeared every time we stopped, and the car became a sweat box.
    Luckily it was only a 2 hour drive to our destination, a town called Kratie.
    Had a chilled out evening. Grabbed food at the hostel, and got talking to a 60-year-old Canadian guy called Alan who's been travelling for the past 15 years, and working in Cambodia as a teacher for 4 years. He was lovely and had some crazy stories we were treated to.
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  • Cheung Kok village
    Rice fieldsMy mortal enemyEncountered so many of these huge millipedes up the stairsTohl very cutely got me a snack from a local market we stopped in, yummy rice pancakeBuddy needs to work on his camouflageRandom gardenPhnom Srey, Woman mountain templeHuge family graves surrounding Nokor Bachey PagodaThe main pagoda was tiny, a bit smelly but beautifulThe French lighthouseScary staircaseView from the topA common occurrence in Cambodia, people riding around in trailers towed by bikes 😅Street food snack, looks impressive but tastes like a fortune cookie

    Kampong Cham

    15 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ⛅ 33 °C

    In the morning, the owner of my homestay, Tohl, took me for a tuk tuk tour of the local area. Our first stop was Cheung Kok Ecotourism Village, a village where locals are still able to go about their daily lives, but with sustainable tourism brought inas a way to earn a little additional money. I'm not sure if it was because it was off season, but the place was dead, not even any locals around and couldn't really work how the ecotourist aspect of it worked. Was nice for a 10 minute walk, but saw more of local life yesterday cycling around the island.
    Next stop was mountains Phnom Srey and Phnom Pros, named woman and man mountain, which are really not that high so are more hills haha. Origin of these ' mountains' was a competition organised between men and women in the area to determine who of the two should propose marriage. One mountain was made by men, and the other by women. They had one day to build, and whoever built the highest hill would become the winner. The loser would be the one to ask for the opposite side’s hand in marriage. The competition would end when the Sirius Star rose. The women lit a lantern high on the hill, so that when the men saw the light, they mistook it for Sirius and stopped building.
    Women mountain has a steep staircase leading up to the temple at the top, which was not fun in the scorching heat. At the 'summit' there were a series of quaint shrines and small buildings. The interiors were painted beautifully, and even though a lot of paint had chipped off, it still looked so pretty.
    Man mountain you could drive right up to, but when we got there, there was a police officer trying to charge $10 to look around (even though it's free) so we just moved on.
    Tohl then took me to a rogue place which was an outdoor venue, which was decorated bizarrely and looked like it could hold a huge party for thousands of people. I didn't eat at the restaurant, but the garden was fun to look around, even if it was a bit random.
    Final stop of the day was the oldest temple in the province, Nokor Bachey Pagoda. The small central temple dates back to the 11th century, built around it is a complex of smaller religious buildings and huge family shrines. It was really cool to look around.
    We arrived back at the homestay just after midday, and I didn't head back out til late afternoon. I cycled down to an old french colonial lighthouse, down through town and across a huge bridge. This bridge nearly killed me off; there was a steady incline which seemed to last for miles (over dramatic) and my cycling fitness is atrocious. The lighthouse itself wasn't much to look at, but inside was a series of extremely steep metal ladders. They were very scary to climb up, but got a lovely view at the top!
    I then met the Aussie dude for dinner in town, then navigated the pot hole ridden roads back home in the dark!
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  • Phnom Penh, outside my hostel
    Disappointing matcha latteBut at a cute cafeDelicious dumplings, served with just raw garlic 😅The only acceptable breakfast teaNext day - hostel breakfastLeaving Phnom PenhHuge portion of food for lunch!Bamboo bridgeDrenchedWatching the world go by as the rain hammers down50% veg, 50% noodlesBumpy road into town, room tour, bridge and the raainLightening storms that went on for over an hour

    Phnom Penh day 2 + ➡️ Kampong Cham

    13–14 июн. 2024, Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 36 °C

    I'm not sure if it was the intensity of yesterday or readjusting to travelling after HK, but I felt wiped out today. I stayed in bed as long as I could before grabbing food from a middle eastern restaurant down the road with a girl from my hostel. We sat chatting for about 3 hours, and when we finally decided we should go out and do something productive, discovered the one thing I want to see (the Royal Palace) was already shut! I instead went and found a coffee shop to try and roughly plan my route around Cambodia, as I'd done zero research prior to coming here.
    In the evening, I grabbed food at a noodle and dumpling spot which was very tasty. We did a bit of shopping on the way home, and we were so surprised to see so much western products in the store. They had McCain's chips, Iceland cheesecake, Ben & Jerry's, Mcvities biscuits! Most excitingly we found Yorkshire tea and both squealed with excitement. Not sure why we were so entertained by this, we didn't even buy any of it as it was all so expensive haha.
    I've decided not to spend too long to Phomn Penh as there's not a lot to do here, the city itself has a strange vibe to it, plus I know I will pass back through!
    The next day I got an early bus heading north to a small city called Kampong Cham. I arrived around 11, at a cute lil homestay just outside of town. It was scorching, and I'd still not readjusted to the temperature, so I decided not to battle the midday heat and headed out on a bike in the afternoon.
    The one thing I've noticed from the cycle, but also from the bus in and all other roads journeys I've done, are that the roads are absolutely terrible! Most do not have concrete, and are dirt roads so have so many potholes. And although the tuk tuk drivers are experts and manage to miss most of the hotels, the rides are still so bumpy!
    I cycled through down to the Meekong river and crossed the longest bamboo bridge in the world! It's just over 900m long, constructed of 50,000 bamboo sticks and connects a sandbank island Koh Pen, where several villages are based, to the 'mainland:. The bridge gets rebuilt every year. It's built at the start of the dry season when the river is too low for ferries to go across, and then is taken down during the rainy season when the water levels are too dangerous for the bridge to operate. It used to be the only way across to the island until a larger concrete bridge was constructed in 2016 and cars were allowed onto the island for the first time.
    I had to pay a small fee, then push my bike across the creaky bridge. Bamboo structures never feel very secure as they are noisy underfoot, and sway and bend as you walk on them. At this time I did not realise how long the bridge was, and was amazed when I got to the middle of the bridge, how close the rushing water was beneath my feet. It probably took me a good 20 minutes to cross, but this of course included lots of stops to admire the view and take photos.
    Directly on the other side of the bridge was bizarrely lots of wooden signs and structures, swings and seats. Looked like 100 different instagram girlie photo opportunities, however was oddly desolate. I'm not sure if that was because it was low season, or it was a tourist spot that never took off.
    I struggled to push my bike across the sand, and was thankful to get on a road, even if it was a bumpy windy dirt one. This soon lead to a gravel road which I cycled on through the villages. I think I must've said hello to over 30 people, as soon as kids spotted me they would run over or yell hello and wave frantically. It was weird, I felt like some sort of odd celebrity, but was cute at the same time.
    After just over an hour, I'd covered a loop of half the island and decided to head back.
    I sat on the beach and got distracted, not realising a huge grey cloud was creeping towards me. I dashed quickly across the bridge, but the heavens opened up when I was half way across. I could've turned back, but was worried the water level might get too high. By the time I got to the other side I was soaked through. Oddly the rain was warm like a shower, so it wasn't unpleasant, I was just worried about getting my passport and wallet wet.
    I took shelter behind a random building, and stood cowered for a while, when the back door opened and a guy invited me in. I tried to politely decline, but he insisted. Turns out I wasn't in a random man's house, but the local police station 😅 I sat inside for a while as the rain passed over. One police officer was out in his boxers trying to underclog a drain outside that was flooding the road.
    Not wanting it to get too dark, I thanked the policemen and cycled off in light rain back to the homestay.
    Despite the rain, the air outside was still so warm. Back at the homestay I got some fried rice for dinner, and met the only westerner I'd seen all day, and the only other guest at the homestay, a nice Aussie dude.
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  • Tuol Sleng GenocideLunch to break up the intensity of the dayCute tea potKilling fieldsVegetarian lok lak (national dish), which definitely lacked flavour

    Phnom Penh day 1

    12 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 34 °C

    **genocide museum and killing fields description**

    I went in head first for my first day in Cambodia today, and visited the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum and killing fields.
    I never learnt about the Cambodian genocide at school, or had really heard of it prior to travelling. I'd done a bit of research before coming to prepare for what I'd learn.
    A very brief poorly worded summary of the Genocide:
    The Khmer Rouge was the name given to members of the Communist Party of Kampuchea (Cambodia), and by extension to the regime through which they ruled Cambodia between 1975-1979. Khmer simply means Cambodian, it originates from the ancient Khmer empire (formed in the 9th century), and is still used today. Cambodian people speak Khmer and traditional Cambodia food is Khmer food. Rouge is the french work for red, the colour of communism.
    When the Khmer Rouge came into power the leader, Pol Pot, declared 1975 to be 'year zero,' when Cambodia was to be isolated and society remade in accordance with communist ideals. Civil rights, the construct of owning property and the use of money were immediately eliminated, and any public expression of religious belief was forbidden. Taking the view that Cambodian society had been corrupted by exposure to the world beyond Cambodia’s borders, the new regime started destroying evidence of Western influence, emptying cities and force-marching the urban population into the countryside and forced to work on agricultural projects.
    People associated in any significant way with the previous government, religion, or education (professions like doctors and lawyers), as well as members of ethnic minorites , were targeted for persecution, imprisonment, torture and murder. The Khmer Rouge created 189 prisons and over 300 killing fields, where prisoners were executed.
    In prisons such as the Tuol Sleng prison, people were forced to sign false confessions, claiming to be a part of the CIA or KGB, and made to name family and friends also associated with these organisations, who then would be found and also killed.
    Aside from the senseless killing, the communal living and farming system the Khmer Rouge implemented caused thousands more deaths from starvation and disease, or simple refusal to work or petty crime (stealing a fruit from a tree) could be punished with death.
    The Khmer Rouge regime in just under 4 years killed approximately 2 million people (ranging from 1.3-3 million as bodies are still being discovered) which at the time was at least 25% of the population.
    The Tuel Sleng is the only remaining prison from the regime, and has mostly remained intact, with a museum created in a section of it. The museum was very thoroughly curated. I'd been advised to so the audio guide, which very thoroughly lead me through the various buildings and courtyards. Some of the photos were hard to look at, other rooms were filled with hundreds of photos of prisoners held in the cells, and subsequently killed. The guide was very informative, but also had stories from survivors and ex prison workers. Only 12 people are thought to have survived the prison, 3 of whom were children who hid when the Khmer Rouge was taken out of power and the prison abandoned.
    They had really not changed a lot of the interior of the prison, the first rooms had original beds from where prisoners were kept and tortured. A whole block was filled with tiny wooden or brick cells, with torture instruments displayed on the ground floor.
    It was pretty gruelling to see and hear about, but the audio guide allowed you to take your time, sit on benches in the shade of trees in the courtyard and listen to stories. It took me about 3 hours to walk around before I finished the audio, and went to find lunch.
    In the afternoon I got a tuk tuk to Phnom Penh killing fields, where prisoners from Tuol Seng were taken and killed. It's estimated up to 20,000 were executed here.
    The Khmer Rouge did not want to waste ammunition or create noise as they operated in 'secret', so killed people with a blow to the back of the head, and also slit prisoners throats to make sure they were dead, and were pushed into pits in the ground.
    The set up was the same, I had an audio guide which led me round. There was not a lot to see, manly grass with trees and some signs and benches you could sit on and listen. There were mass graves that had been excavated that were roped off, the hardest of which to see was a small pit where over 100 bodies of women and children were found. Around the grave, there were hundreds of colourful bracelets that people had left which was quite beautiful.
    The whole place was very peaceful, there was barely any people there. When it started to rain half way through, it was kind of added to the heart-braking atmosphere. The museum was a lot more visually hard to see, where the story telling in this audio guide was hard to hear, and with less visual aids, each word sunk in more.
    The one sight I did find crazy, was that as you walked on the elevated boarding over the fields, you actually see pieces of bones and rags of clothes which had been uncovered by heavy rain. A main excavation of the site had been conducted in 1989, but since then no more has been done. There is lake which they believe has more bodies buried under, but decided not to dig up anymore if the area and let the bodies there lay to rest. The bone and cloth fragments are collected by workers every three months, and placed into glass cabinets, the ones most recently collected were just sat on top within arms distance which was crazy to see.
    The final stop of the tour was a memorial, inside of which was over 9,000 skulls.
    The day was very intense but very important to do, even writing this up 2 weeks later, it still weighs heavy. But I'm so glad I saw it all.
    The most upsetting take away from the day was that genocide in countries is still happening today, and I feel powerless. When the Cambodian genocide occured, no one knew as they'd closed the borders and the world was not connected like it is today. But it makes you think, even if it did occur today, if anyone would have put a stop to it.
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  • Both 100% awake
    HK coins for the money collectionAirplane snackSome lovely Cambodian countryside

    Hong Kong ➡️ Phom Penh

    11 июня 2024 г., Камбоджа ⋅ ☁️ 33 °C

    I begrudgingly got up at 5am this morning to pack, then drag ourselves to the ferry port. I haven't had to carry all my bags in over 2 weeks, and I swear they've gotten heavier! I got given an 'emergency' can of spam from Angel's parents 🤣 which has contributed to maybe 300g more weight aha.
    Got a McDonalds for breaky in the airport, of which I spilt the milk tea all over the table, floor and managed to splash up the balcony 🤦🏼‍♀️
    Had a teary goodbye at the airport, before freezing through security and hopping on my flight. I napped through most of it. I woke up to a tray of food on my table, which I didn't think we'd get as it was only a 2 hour flight! Disappointingly it was just some dumplings, which probably weren't veggie and some fun size snacks.
    I got to my hostel in Phnom Penh around 3, it was a bit of a shock to the system to be back to scorching heat so I promptly had another nap before grabbing some food and having an early night.
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  • Macaroni soup for breakfast?
    My whopping £1.20 Mahjong winningsDelicious homemade lunchTaiwanese pineapple beer, didn't really taste like beer but still good!Fancy cocktail of some kindGatecrashing drinks with Angel's pals"bet you can't touch that sign"Next day - solo sushi dateHong Kong Heritage discovery centreRandom flamingos in Kowloon parkMichelin guide dessert, sesame and almond soup and sesame dumplings in ginger sauceNext day - dragon boat racingThe gangThe cat I related to mostSweet treats'monster building' apartment blocksChinese tea stand tucked between buildingsThe last supper 🥺

    Hong Kong day 15, 16 & 17

    8–10 июн. 2024, Гонконг ⋅ ☁️ 28 °C

    Last few days in HK!
    No crazy busy days, I did a little planning and prepping for my next destination.
    The first day the family came over the Peng Chau. We played Mahjong for a lot of the day, which I'm definitely getting better at! I'm maybe 90% confidence I can recognise numbers 1-9 in Cantonese, and have picked up a few words for plays in the game, of which my favourite is 'pong!'. I won a grand total of £1.20.
    In the afternoon we had a little stroll around the island, up the where Angel's grandpa is buried. The graveyards here are very space efficient like the housing. I didn't take any photos out of respect, but the graves were in almost like square bookshelves, in which each person getting a small concrete box where their ashes are places, with a square headstone sealing the front.
    We had takeaway pizza for tea, my first takeaway in ages! Then me & Angel headed into the city centre to grab some drinks a meet a couple of her friends. Drinking here is so expensive! I got a £12 cocktail in the first bar, which is similar to back home, but my pint of craft beer in the second place was £8.80! I don't even think it was a pint, maybe 400ml, outrageous!
    The next day, I had my last little solo day, in which I couldn't actually be bothered to do a lot. I had some sushi, then went to the heritage discovery centre. The permanent exhibit on HK culture was interesting, but the other exhibition on ancient pottery... not so much my thing 😅
    The most exciting thing of the day was seeing flamingoes in a public park. They were introduced into the city for 'education' in 1989. I was enjoying watching them, until I realise they probably do something to them to stop them flying away, which made me sad :(
    Last stop before venturing home was a Michelin guide dessert restaurant. I did not realise it's popularity or accolades until I got there, just found it on Google maps. Only had to queue for 10 minutes, and I greedily got two desserts as I couldn't decide/ didn't want to miss out! Both were very good.
    On my final day, I met Angel and her parents for the annual Dragon boat racing, which is a public holiday, so everywhere was very busy! We watched one race, before an announcement of a 1 hour lunch break was made 😅 luckily I was pretty hungry, so we got lunch in a typical 'HK' dinner. The waiter kind of slammed my food down, I thought I'd done something wrong, but apparently this is typical HK service in these sorta places 🤣
    After watching some more racing, we got a bit hot standing in the heat, so went back into the city centre into yet another cat cafe!
    I then dragged Angel to a place I'd seen on google which was meant to be a cool photo spot. Coined 'monster apartment', it was just a impressively big block of flat crammed into a very small area, and did make a good photo!
    We then reunited with her parents for one last meal, another veggie dim sum restaurant with a nice view of the city skyline.
    In the evening, Angel came back to Peng Chau to supervise my journey to the airport tomorrow 😅 even though we had to catch a 7.30am ferry tomorrow, and I needed to pack in the morning, we still stayed up to 2am doing facemasks and watched Frozen 2 with a beer like proper adults 🤣
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