Enjoying la dolce vita
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a travelogue for a solo cross-country motorcycle road trip from Tampa, Florida to San Diego, California in 2008 and an overland attempt from Singapore to Morocco from November 2004 to August 2006
Chicken wings, sausage, som tom (green papaya salad), and sticky rice.
On the northern end of White Sand Beach were a few bungalows that looked like set decoration out of a Kevin Kostner flick from the '90's.
For 40 BHT, we rented a coupe beach sling chairs to relax the while away.
I rented a motorbike and drove down the hilly east coast of Ko Chang. I settled on this nice stretch of sand to spend the afternoon. It wasn't crowded with burnt package tourists, and the water was perfect.
In a few of the seafood restaurants at Bang Bao, they had fish tanks with wierd creatures. I assumed these were for eating, but I'm not sure.
I never read about these wierd flat-shrimps (next to the large prawn) in oceanography class.
A fishing village on stilts -- this reminded me of the "Muslim fishing villages" in Phra Nga Bay. There were plenty of seafood restaurants and bungalows there.
From Siem Reap, I headed back to Bangkok. The transportation options from Siem Reap were the same as getting there. I got a $4 ticket for the tourist bus that was supposed to have air-conditioning from my guesthouse. Well, most of the buses had air-con, but the last one (mine) was covered with red dust on the inside, so I knew it wouldn't be a fun ride. Sure enough, the air-conditioning wasn't working and the windows were rolled open to let the gravel and dust in. Not a great experience, but not my worst bus journey either. After a couple stops, I made it to Poipet at 2pm to make the border crossing on foot, took a tuktuk to the bus station in Thailand and caught a government bus to Bangkok's Mor Chit station. The tourists on the bus from Siem Reap had paid $15 to get to Bangkok, but including tuktuk fare, paid about $13. Not bad considering I got there faster and with more leg room.
With little over a week left in Emily's stay in SE Asia, we made a dash for another beach; this time we headed to Ko Chang, a large island near the Cambodian border. Once again, avoiding the Khao San tourist traps, we headed to Ekkamai, the eastern bus station, and caught the last two seats on the 0745 bus to the Laem Ngop pier, over five hours away.
When we arrived, we were surprised that most people going to the island were on prepaid minibuses to their designated hotels and resorts.
Ko Chang is much larger and more developed than Ko Samet (i.e., there are paved roads). I settled on the main beach, Hat Sai Kaew, or White Sand Beach. The bungalow prices change quickly here. The Lonely Planet's recommended place has jumped from 500 BHT to 2000 BHT/night with air-conditioning. I guess that's the way with progress. I got a large bungalow away from the beach ensuite with fan and a nice porch.
The base of this hill was a virtual parking lot full of tuktuks and tourist buses. There were even elephant rides ($15 going up and $10 going down) available. Everyone comes here to catch Angkor Wat in the setting sun's light, and to watch the sunset. I raced up here to catch the glow of Angkor Wat, but it wasn't too impressive as it was still quite a ways away.
I tried this fruit (about 25 cents). It tasted just like an orange hard persimmon! What a surprise. There are green and purple varieties of this fruit for sale all over Siem Reap. I'm not sure what it is, but it's tasty.
I revisited Preah Khan in the evening via tuk-tuk. On the prior day, I got there right at closing time, so this time I made sure I was early.
On the third day, I biked to the Terrace of Elephant and the Leper King, better visualized in the morning light (and more bearable too!). This Terrace allowed the Devaraja to review processions before him on the large parade ground.
Here is a close-up of a god, which, as with most cultures, has facial similarities with their own people.
Preah Khan was another city, just north of Angkor Thom. It also had the gods and demons lining the bridge crossing the moat. Here is a close-up look at one of the demons.
This was labelled as a "one-star" attraction in the Angkor Guide, indicating, little archeological or artistic interest, so I was quite surprised to find it as enjoyable as Ta Prohm, without the crowds. Like Ta Prohm, they've filled some movies here too.
All over SE Asia, people sell gasoline out of bottles. Interestingly, even in Cambodia they do this at the gas station. Those are empty bottles of Johnnie Walker Red Label filled with petrol.
Here is a perfect example of how lush Siem Reap can be.
This is looking a lot like the rest of Cambodia, but I'm not sure why. Siem Reap from gross appearance looks like it has the best roads and facilities in all of Cambodia from the hordes of tourists that visit. The roads are great and the gardens lush. For some reason, the "downtown" area looks like the rest of Cambodia, but the streets have expensive boutiques, art galleries, and bars. Wierd.
The old market in Siem Reap marks "downtown". The dark aisles are cramped and stuffy, smelling of fish paste. The floor is wet with the run off from the fish and meats department. Yum!
It looks like there's no one around, but there must have been about 25 tourists beside be waiting to take this photograph.
This is the most famous of temples that was mostly unrestored and left to be devoured by the jungle. There has been reinforcement to keep present arches from crumbling, but it gives a great idea on what Angkor must have looked like back in 1860.
This massive pyramid suffered greatly from poor engineering. For years, French archeologists were in the process of anastylosis, that is, the rebuilding of this structure using the methods the original builders had used. Thousands of stone blocks were numbered and placed in organized stacks and rows in the surrounding jungle. In 1975, these archeologists fled Pol Pot's bloody tyrrany, and when they returned, they discovered that all their records had been lost. So now they have a bunch of numbered blocks in separate areas of the forest without a clue as to where they go. Awwwwwesome, I'd say.
On the western side, there is an incomplete massive reclining Buddha. It just looks like a slightly organized pile of blocks.
The gate entering the Royal City. Everything is under the watchful eye of the omnipresent king.
Angkor Thom, is the Royal City just north of Angkor Wat. It is surrounded by a large wall and moat (now filled in). The bridges crossing the moat show demons on one side and gods on the other side, pulling on a serpent's tail.