Chroŭy Chângvar

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  • Jan11

    The Killing Fields

    January 11 in Cambodia ⋅ ☀️ 31 °C

    Excursion to two sobering memorials of the Cambodian genocide. In the 1970s, the notorious Khmer Rouge dictator Pol Pot ordered mass executions of anyone who might stand in the path of his power.

    17 thousand people were killed in this field and there are over 400 field spread around Cambodia.

  • Day17

    Enjoy the silence

    April 1 in Cambodia ⋅ 🌧 34 °C

    Ich weiß nicht, wieviele Pagoden es in Phnom Penh gibt, aber es sind viele. Sie sind nicht nur Zentren des lebendigen Buddhismus und Wohnstätten der Mönche, die überall das Bild des Landes wesentlich mitprägen, es sind Stätten für Wissen, Bildung, Lebenshilfe, Hoffnung und soziales Engagement. 95% der Khmer sind Buddhisten. Vor jedem Jaus findet sich ein kleiner Altar, an dem Opfergaben für die Verstorbenen dargebracht werden. Wir besuchen die Ouanalom Pagode, die sich in unmittlbarer Nähe befindet, in 2 Etappen. Um die Mittagszeit ist sie wie ausgestorben. Wir beschließen einen Mangoshake zu trinken und vorerst die touristisch mehr besuchte, aber auf einem begrünten Hügel gelegene, Phnom Wat Pagode zu erkunden. Die Phnom Wat Pagode ist reich ausgestattet mit zahlreichen Statuen und herrluchen Wand-und Deckengemälden. Ringsherum spenden große Bäume Schatten. Ein Ort der Ruhe im sonst so hektischen Phnom Penh.
    Mit dem Tuk tuk geht es zurück zu ersten Pagode, die nun geöffnet ist. In einem Nebengebäude sitzt ein Mönch zusammen mit drei ju gen Frauen und unterhält sich angeregt. Er lädt uns ein, daran teilzuhaben und verbringen mehr als eine Stunde unterhaltsam unter dem Motto, wie ist es bei euch, so ist es bei uns. Die jungen Frauen sind zwischen 24 und 29 Jahren alt und arbeiten in in einer Bar an siebenTagen in der Woche, was - von Beamten mal abgesehen - üblich ist. Sie haben keinen Urlaub, keine Sozialen Asucherungen. Sind sie krank, bleibt das Geld aus. Und dennoch sind sie dankbar, einen Job zu haben. Sie erzählen von ihren Träumen, wenn sie eines Tages genug Geld gespart haben, ein eigenes kleines Business aufzubauen, am liebsten einen Shop. Der Mönch bringt Wasser, Früchte und Gebäck herbei und es fühlt sich weitab von allem Trubel wie die Ankunft in einer Oase an. Später stellt sich heraus, dass der Mönch eine enge Beziehung zum Königshaus unterhält. Zahlreiche Fotos an den Wänden zeugen davon. Als ich am Ende noch etwas spende, werde ich gesegnet, mit heiligem Wasser besprenkelt und lerne von den jungen Frauen im buddhistischen Beten unterwiesen... solche Momente liebe ich auf Reisen, wenn man Menschen wirklich begenet...
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  • Day18

    Erst Tempel, dann Kaffee mit den Mönchen

    January 19, 2018 in Cambodia ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    Endlich konnten wir mal wieder etwas länger schlafen! 😴💤 Dann aber doch wieder Sightseeing – yeah ✌🏼: Ins Tuk-Tuk und auf den Tempel-Hügel. Der ist fenomenale 23 m hoch 😂 Von dem Auf- und Abstieg mussten wir uns danach erst mal bei einem Kaffee mit den Mönchen erholen. Der König 🤴 musste leider auf uns verzichten. Dass kurze Hose und Top im Palast nicht gestattet sind, hätte er uns schon vorher sagen müssen … 👕👖
    Außerdem: Affen 🐒 gesehen! Freilaufend! In der Stadt! Voll cool 😎! Stadtaffen sozusagen … (Dieser Peter Fox 🦊 …)
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  • Day5

    Phnom Penh

    January 29, 2017 in Cambodia ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    I felt very lazy but had to clear my mind and process all the gruesome information of the communist brutality earlier today. I went for a little run to Sihanouk boulevard, I saw the Independence Monument which was built in 1958 for Cambodia's independence from France in 1953. The North Korean embassy impressed with its glamorous gold. I was also lucky to catch the sunset and make it back to the hotel in decent light.

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  • Day6

    Cycling Phnom Penh

    January 30, 2017 in Cambodia ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    The hotel offered free cycles, naturally Isabel and I went for a cycle through town to the Royal Palace.

    The bikes were clearly designed for asian people which is more Isabel's size, and I was a sight for sore eyes on this bicycle.

    This was also our first taste of actually driving on the roads here as most of the time there are no sidewalks or bike lanes, so you just have to brave the traffic. Funnily enough you just go and ring your bell as you go and no one seem to run into you. Its really amazing that there is this understanding on the roads to avoid each other even if there really are no rules.


    It was pretty quiet at around 10, but our drive back at noon was terrifying I would be stuck in a traffic jam and can't see Roedolf, who is miles in front of me. The traffic on our way back around the Independence monument is pretty similar to that of the arc the triumph and that on a bike is a matter of commitment and faith. I constantly thought what I am doing? And then I pie myself that its ok and at least we have good travel insurance. The fact that we stayed out till 2am after minimal sleep the previous night on our bus journey, didn't exactly contribute the best cycle ever, but we managed to soak up the atmosphere, see the Royal palace & have loads of fun. Everything is pretty much an adventure in Cambodia.

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  • Day63

    Cambodian History - Genocide & Festivals

    November 14, 2016 in Cambodia ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

    On our first full day in Phnom Penh, we decided to spend it learning about the atrocities committed against the Cambodian people by Pol Pot and his regime. This comprised a visit to the Ek Choeung Genocidial Centre (the Killing Fields) and the Tuol Sleng Prison Musuem.

    Upon exiting our hotel, we found a Tuk Tuk driver named Mr Cow who agreed to take us on a return trip to the Killing Fields for $15 USD. We jumped in and started our journey, with Mr Cow stopping at key points of interest and telling us a bit about the history in each location. Cow told us about government corruption (pointing out the police taking bribes), the cost of living, the forced removal of local farmers and the reclamation of their paddy fields (used to grow crops such as morning glory) to build expat housing estates and the relocation of locals (with little or no government payout) to make way for large building developments. It's safe to say that although the Cambodian way of life has greatly improved since the reign of the Khmer Rouge, the country still has a long way to go in equal and fair treatment of the Cambodian people.

    After about 40 minutes of driving along uneven roads through small villages, we arrived at the Killing Fields. The first thing I noticed when queuing to buy a ticket was signs which prohibited people from playing Pokemon Go inside the centre. It saddened and shocked me that these signs were required and that people had so little regard and awareness for the atrocities that were committed here. We later found out by reading the local newspaper that both the genocidal centre and the Tuol Sleng Prison museum were used as meeting points for Pokemon Go players which rightly drew anger from survivors and victims families. The shear ignorance is unbelievable.

    Upon paying, we recieved our audio guide and commenced our tour of the museum which was as you might expect, harrowing. The tour takes you around the mass burial sites where small fragments of bone lie on the surface of the soil as the audio guide recounts stories of surviviors and soilders. Recovered clothes and larger bones are presented in glass boxes at various points throughout the tour which finishes off by showcasing over 3000 skulls in a large temple, which are identified by their age, gender and the method of murder. I had been warned that this place was a very difficult to come to, and by all accounts it was, but, it is also important to witness the evil that can be done by other human beings to ensure that you are able to do everything in your power to ever prevent it from happening again.

    Feeling a bit washed out, we took a quick break by doing a little bit of shopping before we headed to the Tuol Sleng S21 Museum. Mr Cow (who had waited for us in the Museum), offered to stop and wait for us while we perused the Russian Market, so we took him up on the offer and went to explore the shop stalls and food hall. 1 hour later, with more elephant merchandise than I knew what to do with, we proceeded to the museum, where we said our final goodbyes to Mr Cow, who had been so warm and friendly and gave him some extra money for showing us his city.

    Before the Khmer Rouge, the S21 was a school. During Pol Pot's reign, it became a torture centre, where thousands of men, women and children were sent to be interrogated and tortured, after which they were sent to places like the Killing Fields where they were murdered. Entire families (including children) were killed during this time for fear of retaliation and revenge being sought against the regime. The museum showcases the cells for both solitary and mass detention, pictures of prisoners and mechanisms of torture. Again the audio guide takes you through a number of first hand accounts while you walk around and witness the brutality of the human race.

    We walked the 30 minutes back to our hotel, deep in discussion about how humans can be so cruel to one another whilst surrounded by hordes of Cambodians celebrating the Water Festival. This in itself suppressed the sadness I felt after spending the day witnessing crimes against humanity at its highest level. It was now the second day of the three day Water Festival and things were getting crazier by the minute. The water festival is held to celebrate the end of the monsoon season and the semiannual reversal of flow of the Tonlé Sap river. In 2010, 347 people were killed and 755 were injured in a human stampede. The annual festival was cancelled for the following 3 years and was only held again in 2014. However, the 2014 festival failed to attract the crowds and in 2015 it was cancelled again. So the Cambodian people have waited 2 years for this event and they were certainly in a mood to party.

    We quickly dropped back in at the hotel for a swim and shower, before heading down to the waterfront to meet Gauthier and Brice to watch the fireworks in a cordoned off area with seats which was set aside especially for tourists, and adjacent to the Royal tent. We had the best seats in Phnom Penh (with the exception being the Royal tent) however, it felt weird being given special treatment to watch a local festival when the locals peered in through the fence from the outside.

    Whilst in tent, we ran into our South African friends - Bianca and Jon, and decided to go for a few drinks before grabbing a bite to eat. We had a few happy hour beers and went on our merry way fo find dinner before I died of hunger.
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  • Day64

    Boat racing and Fireworks in Phnom Penh

    November 15, 2016 in Cambodia ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    Today was out second full day in Phnom Penh, and having been to the emotionally heavy sites of Khmer Rouge atrocities yesterday, we were looking for something a bit lighter today. It was also the third and final day of the Water Festival, the culmination of a huge party for the locals.

    Setting out from our hotel, we dropped off some washing to be cleaned and folded, before heading to the waterfront and walking north. As we had left early, the racing associated with the Water Festival hadn't yet started, but there was still a lot to see along the embankment, as street sellers set up their shops, and families picniced on the grassy verges.

    Eventually we arrived at Wat Phnom, a buddhist temple built on a wee hill, in the middle of a roundabout. Walking to the top, there were quite a few locals there, perhaps as a result of the Water Festival. For them it was an incredibly religious affair. For us, considerably less so.

    Next, we headed to the central market, Psar Thmey. The idea was to book a bus to Siem Reap, but we weren't able to find the ticket office. We did manage to have a wander through the market itself, and found a great many wonders. The seafood section was particularly interesting. So many different fish, so many different snails, so many different crabs and lobsters,

    Feeling a bit hot and sweaty, we headed back to the hotel for a half-day shower, and then headed out again to watch the finale of the Water Festival's racing, and secure our seat for the fireworks show that night. We watched about hour hours of racing, which was pretty exciting at times. Watching about 100 people paddle a boat at speed is spectacular, and it amazed us that despite all of the bouncing and flexxing of the boat hulls, they didn't ever split in two. Other excitement for the day: one of the two judges boats at the finish sank, and one of the crews on one of the racing boats had a fit and was carried to the hospital tent, by a sea of his teammates. If he had been conscious, it would have been one of the bext crowdsurfing moves ever. Unfortunately, this poor man was not doing too well.

    After a few hours, we managed to find Gauthier in the mess of people at the tourists' tent, and sat down on the embankment itself, to be a bit closer to the action. As the racing finished, the winners were presented with medals by the King / Crown Prince (not sure which of the two it was), before they paraded up the river carrying the Royal swords, and standard. And then, as the day turned to night, the fireworks began.

    We were pretty close to the fireworks barge, so had a very good view. THe view was so good in fact, that we could see the men running around on the barge lighting the fuses of all the fireworks. Whoever they were, they were very brave indeed.

    When the fireworks were over, we had dinner at a restaurant staffed by disaffected youth being trained in hospitality. After dinner, there was time for a few drinks, and then it was time for bed.
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  • Jan12

    Silver Smith Village Koh Chern it

    January 12 in Cambodia ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Visited the village and was shown how to tell the difference between good solid silver and plated silver, I bought myself a silver bracelet...

    Then our ship picked us up at the village and we sailed during lunch back to Koh Chern, the afternoon was on our own, many went into town to shop we stayed back on the ship to relax.We set sail to Phnom Penh at midnight.

    We set sail to Phnom Penh at midnight.
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