Entries about sihanoukville

The weather in Sihanoukville prevents us from achieving our aim of sitting on the beach cocktails in hand. So we settle for chilling out with out new British buddies in the wooden terrace of our guesthouse, ordering endless amounts cheese & bean toasties (mmmmmm).

Jo's birthday night kicks off with some Thai whiskey, coke & redbull, on the terrace of our little bungalows out back (poor ventilation - needs work). We end up in a beachside shack nightclub called JJs - notorious in these parts - avoiding having to drink from buckets - which appear to hold about 15litres! We all go home fairly drunk.... Jo a little too drunk, and she spends the next day throwing up - even though the sun is out!

By late afternoon Jo is feeling better - but too late- the skies have opened once again. So we book ourselves in to a session at TOP CAT CINEMA, the most comfiest, indulgent, best hangover activity EVER! Here Sean, the cinema man loads up a film of our choice (Wild Target - good film) and gives us a cozy, cool room full of comfy sofas to watch it on with a giant flat screen tv. He then carries in a fresh hot pizza of our choice to enjoy.

Perfect.

It's clearly not beach weather- and won't be for some time so we decide to leave the next day for Kampot - home of the world's best pepper.

So we got our Dr Fish massage (photos to come) where you dunk your feet in a pool of man-eating fish, ok i exagerrate, dead-skin eating fish.
Bit tickly at first but is quite nice after a while and our feet emerge fresh and clean.

We decided to book a 10 hour night bus for the following evening which left us with 24 hours of time to kill in Siem Reap. Basically spent eating, drinking and wondering around avoiding calls from tuk tuk drivers. Later on we meet our very first traveller friend in Cambodia.... Jonno, an actor from Melbourne, only to leave him an hour later to catch our bus.

And what a bus it was.
I'm not sure if a stranger form of transport exists. Basically a coach full of built in bunk beds....crammed full of people, whole families sharing two side by side beds (yes, that includes crying babies). The air con turned up to the max - me and Jo wrap ourselves up in whatever we can find to keep warm. So we zoom off into the night, not knowing what to expect at the other end, watching lightning light up the sky along the way.

This morning we arrive to an overcast sky and head straight to Banana Republic hostel, full of bored Brits who say that it has been raining everyday and so they cant enjoy the beach! Its Jojo's birthday today - so we have found 12 nice people here to have a knees-up with later, yey!!! The guy who owns the hostel has said he will try and order an OTT asian birthday cake. (shhhhh! dont tell Jo)