Wanderlusting Cambodia – Part III

There is another place that I wanted to see.

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Ta Phrom. Oh, this was the highlight of all highlights in Cambodia! 

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The tree is amazing! The civilization, albeit the most advanced structures had nothing on Mother Nature.

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At first I thought those were dried clothes, some sort of sarong.

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Upon closer inspection, they’re just paintings specifically done for souvenir purposes. My mother would flip out if I buy such paintings. She hates them.

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The sign said ‘No Climbing’. I envy this guy.

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Coming back to our guest house, we passed by a crocodile farm. It was a well known fact that crocodile tastes like chicken and many adventurous tourists love to visit and try.

I said yes but my friend would not agree to do it.

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The house above is quite common where we were passing by. It’s made from simple material but I bet it’s really hot in dry season and very wet during rainy season.

We were taken to a different place. One place that we are familiar with – The Tonle Sap Lake. Geography was my best subject and this place is one of the most memorable ones, because it’s the largest lake in South East Asia.

I always imagined that it would look like the sea.

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The jetty was small but functional. We boarded the last boat and went about visiting the community. There are good thing and bad thing about this particular trip.

The good thing was the view and you learn a lot about a group of people that managed everything without a firm land on their feet. They have school, basketball court, small garden patches, pets, shops, etc all floating merrily.

The bad thing was you are forced to give money and I don’t like that one bit. They seemed to have this impression that you owe them money. I don’t get it.

Anyway I did enjoy my stay in Siem Reap.Those 5 days were my best birthday gift ever 🙂

Wanderlusting Cambodia – Part II

So first thing in the morning, I make sure to bring everything. It was dry season so water is a must. Little that I knew I forgot to bring extra batteries for the camera.

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We were supposed to honor the sight. The dawn with the ancient building as the background but all I managed to get was this photo with my friend’s mobile phone. I was so angry at myself but it didn’t matter. I could only hope that maybe someone would sell me a pair of AA.

Just look at the amount of tourist willing to wake up at 4 in the morning!

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These balustrades were all around the temple, like a trusty guardian. It’s quite scary so I guess they did their job well.

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Inside the temple, it was like a different world. The sound and time ceased to exist. The walls were cold and calming in the scorching heat. This was the place of reverence, dancing, riot, grief and absolute grandeur.

I felt so small and insignificant yet at peace with whatever problem that I used to have.

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There is Bayon. This was one of the photo in the book. I’d recognize this anywhere.

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Then more ruins, rocks, tourists, vendors, pictures, etc.

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I walked and walked until I lost track of time. The ruins started to look the same. There were hundreds of them in the park.

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This girl saved me when she sold me some batteries 🙂

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Almost everywhere I go I’d be welcome with this sight. Suddenly I wish I was French.

Unfortunately I can’t even fake a French accent even if my life depended on it 😦

Wanderlusting Cambodia – Part I

I am quite obsessed with History. When I was about 11, I found a thick book telling all about a king called Suryavarman II and it was said he was one of most brilliant king of an empire.

Then I thought maybe I ought to see the empire, or what’s left of it.

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It was a beautiful day. Perfect for sight seeing. Siem Reap was a short journey from Kuala Lumpur. We took off at about 6 AM.

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The first sight was not unfamiliar since I live in a paddy planting state but there is always something foreign in first sight of another unfamiliar territory.

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I couldn’t barely sleep on the first day because the next day at 4 AM I would be scaling the stairs, touching the delicately carved walls, skipping in the old court, inhaling the dust of the ruins of Angkor Archaeological Park.

It was like waiting to unwrap the gift that I ever wanted all my whole life.