Cambodia

Plying the river toward our wonderful riverside tent near  Koh Kong, Cambodia

Plying the river toward our wonderful riverside tent near Koh Kong, Cambodia

Our floating tent home

Our floating tent home

We are back from a three-day stay in a wonderful floating riverside tent near Koh Kong in southwestern Cambodia. A five-hour road trip led from the traffic-choked streets of Phnom Penh to the sometimes very muddy streets of the pretty Cardamom Mountains and eventually to a riverside dock where we had our last taste of Internet for three days. From there a 20-minute boat ride took us to the wonderful solitude of the Four Rivers Floating Resort.

We rode an hour and a half by boat to visit this remote village

We rode an hour and a half by boat to visit this remote village

Our time there featured frequent jumps into the river for a swim, a night-time boat ride to see huge swarms of fireflies, kayaking through mangroves to gather clams, a visit to a thrilling waterfall (where I did unfortunately slip and smash my face against a rock, but without causing any permanent damage), and a stroll through a truly remote riverside village.

We’ve now traveled to Sihanoukville, Cambodia’s top beach resort, where we will spend four or five days before we head southeast to visit the coastal colonial town of Kampot and the fashionable 60s era resort town of Kep. Then we’ll eventually head into northeast Cambodia on our way to Laos. We are now over halfway through our one-month Cambodian visas, so we may need to stop back in Phnom Penh on the way northeast to deal with getting extensions. This didn’t seem like an issue when we arrived in Cambodia, but there are too many places left that we want to see!

Mother and child greet us upon arrival at the waterfall. They looked cute and innocent BEFORE they suddenly rushed onto the boat, scared the crap out of us, and took off with someone's sandwich.

Mother and child greet us upon arrival at the waterfall. They looked cute and innocent BEFORE they suddenly rushed onto the boat, scared the crap out of us, and took off with someone’s sandwich.

Swimming in the waterfall after my scary fall; don't worry, that gash in my forehead isn't as bad as it looks

Swimming in the waterfall after my scary fall; don’t worry, that gash in my forehead isn’t as bad as it looks

Cute village kids show off their disco moves

Cute village kids show off their disco moves

Early morning kayak ride

Early morning kayak ride

Near the main temple in the village

Near the main temple in the village

Cooking fresh clams in the sun on the front of our boat

Cooking fresh clams in the sun on the front of our boat

Cute kid in a shop

Cute kid in a shop

Jim goes back to school

Jim goes back to school

Our little hotel pool was a perfect escape from the afternoon heat and chaos

Our little hotel pool was a perfect escape from the afternoon heat and chaos

We were chatting with Ben and Lisa from Southampton, Englad in a restaurant and then decided to stop out for drinks afterward. Before we knew it, it was almost 2 am!

We were chatting with Ben and Lisa from Southampton, England in a restaurant and then decided to stop out for drinks afterward. Before we knew it, it was almost 2 am!

When we were in Phnom Penh 12 years ago, it was a surprisingly low-key place with a certain undiscovered charm. It was strange to be in a national capital city with dirt roads in the center of town.

Every now and again we like to have a drink at one of those old opulent hotel bars scattered around the world. Here is our bartender at the Raffles Hotel Le Royal, who turned out some perfect Perfect Manhattans.

Every now and again we like to have a drink at one of those old opulent hotel bars scattered around the world. Here is our bartender at the Raffles Hotel Le Royal, who turned out some perfect Perfect Manhattans.

But today those dirt roads are gone, and some of the charm seems to have gone with them. Now it feels more sprawling, more trafficky, more chaotic. I guess those are the growing pains for a country that is thankfully seeing more prosperity. It’s still a fun, somewhat quirky place to hang out. And it still has a couple of incredibly moving sites — the killing fields of the Khmer Rouge and the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum set in the high school turned prison at the center of Pol Pot’s brutality.

We’ve also found some fun pockets of nightlife here, including a classic old colonial-style hotel bar and a surprisingly vibrant gay scene. And yes, we’ve enjoyed a fair amount of escape time by our hotel’s peaceful little salt water pool.

After three days here we are heading southwest today to a river lodge near Koh Kong, where we will be quite cut off from the world for at least three days. Yup, no Internet at all.

A fun stop at the Raffles Hotel Le Royal's elegant colonial style Elephant Bar

A fun stop at the Raffles Hotel Le Royal’s elegant colonial style Elephant Bar

Today was a great biking day. I scheduled a 75-kilometer ride to Beng Mealea, another old Buddhist temple, with Grasshopper Adventures, the same company Mark & I rode with two days ago out to Angkor Wat. They run tours throughout Asia and based on these experiences I may be looking for them a lot over the coming months.

It turns out not many tourists want to schedule 75-kilometer rides, and I was the only one on the tour – just me and the guide, so we could go at whatever pace I wanted. We traveled on everything from paved roads to gravel roads to muddy paths, through rice fields and rural villages. Just beautiful. Meanwhile someone else was driving a tuk-tuk to the 25-kilometer spot, and then the 50-kilometer spot, with fresh fruit, cold water, and chilled cloths for wiping down. Then, after we’d ridden to the temple he strapped the bikes onto the tuk-tuk so after lunch we were driven back into town. I don’t experience that when biking on my own!

This was the longest ride I’ve done in years, though I observed from the start that a long ride for me used to be 75 miles, not 75 kilometers. Apparently the secret to growing old is to just convert to metric.

Tomorrow we’re taking a bus to Phnom Penh for a few days, before (probably) heading south to the Cambodian beaches. We had been planning to fly up to Hanoi, where my brother had a business meeting scheduled. But when the meeting got canceled, we dropped Vietnam and now will spend probably a full month in Cambodia before crossing overland into Laos for maybe another month. So far this Southeast Asia stuff is pretty good!

At any rate, here are some of my favorite new pictures.

Farm workers on our path out of Siem Reap

Farm workers on our path out of Siem Reap

Black & White Bear always said that bamboo bridges were the best bridges. I didn't realize how true that was until today I crossed this bamboo bridge.

Black & White Bear always said that bamboo bridges were the best bridges. I didn’t realize how true that was until today I crossed this bamboo bridge.

I saw a lot of rice fields and rural houses today

I saw a lot of rice fields and rural houses today

Yup - our path through a rice field

Yup – our path through a rice field

A library at Beng Mealea. My guide tells me that Pol Pot blew up what was left of these 12th century ruins in search of gold. Apparently he didn't find any.

A library at Beng Mealea. My guide tells me that Pol Pot blew up what was left of these 12th century ruins in search of gold. Apparently he didn’t find any.

More ruins

More ruins

My guide in front of some awesome roots. I like him - he was a good guide AND said he thought I was in my early 40s.

My guide in front of some awesome roots. I liked him – he was a good guide AND said he thought I was in my early 40s.

OK, we learned they did the drag show both Friday and Saturday nights. So we went back. I mean, who could refuse a class act like this?

OK, we learned they did the drag show both Friday and Saturday nights. So we went back. I mean, who could refuse a class act like this?