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SOUTH CAMBODIA

The Killing Fields

15th May 2016, 8pm

We arrived in Phnom Penh early this morning on a surprisingly comfortable but cramped sleeper bus. You had a single bed between two, but it was private and not too bumpy. We slept relatively well until a couple decided to get up and have a loud conversation in the aisle at 5am.

 

The bus arrived at about 6am, and we got a tuk tuk to the hostel. It was closed and we had to bang on the door to wake up the staff. They let us leave our things but we couldn’t check in until midday, so we went for a walk to find some food.

 

Phnom Penh is the capital of Cambodia, and similarly to Bangkok it doesn’t have an obvious centre; however it’s not as built up as the Thai capital and it’s clearly still developing. Like everywhere else we’ve been so far, stray cats and dogs wander the streets and we’ve been advised to avoid eye contact with the dogs especially.

 

We booked a bus to Sihanoukeville for tomorrow morning, from where we’ll get a speed ferry to the island Koh Rong. We’ve only had one day in Phnom Penh so we did the Killing Fields tour this afternoon after a quick nap.

 

This started with a trip to one of 300 actual Killing Fields across Cambodia. It’s where prisoners were brought to be executed after imprisonment at S.21, a torture camp, during the Khmer Rouge regime. We did the tour backwards so I’ll start chronologically.

 

After the civil war, Khmer Rouge came into power under the leadership of Pol Pot. The goal was to eradicate the class system and start civilisation from scratch. They wanted to take the country from ‘new people’ – i.e. people from the city; doctors, lawyers, scholars – and give it back to ‘old people’ – people from the countryside. Anyone who was considered a new person was brought to secretive camps like S.21 and tortured into making false confessions, after which they were taken to one of the Killing Fields and executed under the pretense that they were being taken somewhere new. Some people were accused just because they wore glasses. S.21, the museum we visited, was once a school but was used by Khmer Rouge as a torture camp.

 

During this regime, from 1975-1979, it’s estimated that between 1.5 and 3 million people were killed. This is shocking considering Cambodia’s population of 8 million at the time; around 1 in 4 people died. It was shocking to learn about it and hard to understand why it doesn’t feature in education back home.

 

At the end of the museum is a memorial, which serves to remember those who died and as a reminder of what can never happen again.

 

After visiting the two sites, we visited the night market. This was different to the one in Siem Reap; it was used by locals as well as tourists and had a large food court where you could sit on mats to eat your tea. We had noodles with some strange meat things.

 

We’re now back at the hostel and about to go to sleep. Our bus leaves at 7am so it’ll be another day before we get a good night’s sleep.

What could Koh Rong?

17th May 2016, 12pm

Yesterday morning we were up at half 6 to catch a bus to Sihanoukville. We were told it would take about 5 hours so we were hoping to have some time in Sihanoukville before catching the ferry at 3pm. It was a really funny ride; everyone was laughing at the same things and  halfway through the driver put on a Chinese movie which everybody watched. At about 10am it started to rain, and then our bus driver started dropping people off at their individual houses so we didn't arrive until after 2pm.

We had a mad rush trying to find a tuk tuk driver who would take us to an ATM, take us to buy tickets and then to the ferry port. This went fairly smoothly and we got there at about 20 to 3. We'd heard there are no ATMs on Koh Rong hence the panic.

Koh Rong is a little island just off the South West coast of Cambodia. It's about a mile wide and 3 miles long, full of jungle and surrounded by beaches. When we arrived it was still cloudy but you could tell it was beautiful. We are staying on a South-Eastern beach called Long Set Beach.

We had about a mile to walk to our bungalow. When we arrived all hot and sweaty the staff asked us why didn't we catch the free river taxi? Apparently there was one waiting for us with our names on it. It's expensive for here but still only £6 a night each. It's a little elevated wooden hut on the beach, with a little fan and a mosquito net. It hasn't worked too well; this morning I woke up with a mosquito in my nose. 

On the ferry we met a few mismatched backpackers who shared their drink with us. We didn't exchange numbers but this island is so small that we bumped into them again a few hours later. Someone suggested going swimming to see the plankton. You go at night time so there's not much background light, and when you swim deep enough the water glitters where your hands and feet move. I'm going to have to research this more but it was pretty amazing.

Helen and I walked home because the water taxis stop at about 10pm. It was a treacherous walk, we kept having to be quiet to avoid angry dogs and use our phones as torches on the rocky ground. We've heard there are scorpions and snakes but we haven't seen any.

I've just woken up and gone for a morning dip in the sea. It's so warm and refreshing. We haven't made any plans for today yet but I think we will probably explore the island a bit more.

 

 

The Island with Beer and Grills

19th May 2016, 11pm

We ended up spending 3 nights on Koh Rong. It's easy to see how people get addicted to island life! We only left because we were eating into our Vietnam time.

We were staying a little over a mile from the main pier. We ended up bumping to the same people over and over again and made some good friends. The entire island is jungle and too humid to fully explore. It gets dark quite early, around 6pm, and even at night it was muggy.

On our second night we were about to go out for some drinks when we spotted some dark clouds heading over. We ran quickly to reception to book another night and then there started the most violent thunderstorm I've ever heard. It went on for almost an hour and passed within a mile of us but thankfully didn't come any closer. Once the rain had died down we legged it to a bar in between us and the main strip where we ate food and met some other people. We all decided to go out that night and we lost some of them but still met up with our recurring friends.  Too scared to walk home again in the dark, we waited until it was light and then got to witness an incredible sunset.

Our favourite place to go was a barbecue bar, but we never ate there. Beers were a dollar each. We'd heard there weren't any ATMs on the island so we took out some before we got the ferry, but got confused between dollars and pounds and didn't take nearly enough.  We ran out of cash by the third day and then discovered a hostel which offered cash back with a charge of 10%. It was our only option but it did the job.

It was pretty sad to say goodbye to our new friends on the third night. Coincidentally we still managed to bump into them all on the fourth day. We took the ferry at 4:30pm in order to catch the night bus to Ho Chi Minh City at half 6. 

Koh Rong is a beautiful island but rumour has it it's being bought by a tourism family and an airport will be built in the centre (this might be false). If that's the case then I feel very lucky to have been there before that happened!

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