After another gruelling bus ride watching these ridiculous love songs in Cambodian, I made it to the beach town of Sihanoukville. We stayed in little bungalows about 200m from the beach.
The beach itself was disgusting. It was full of rubbish and Keryn was stung a couple of times in the water. After about 10 minutes we decided it wasn't really for us and we headed back to our bungalow. We got back to find this derranged looking dog just napping on our doorstep, with no fur and this red rash all over it. Turns out, that dog had rabies.
We spent the following day travelling and snorkelling in the islands surrounding Sihanoukville. They were incredibly picturesque, the water was warm and we ate fresh fruit all day. Met some locals that night who taught me the traditional Khmer dance. It was fantastic. Its meant to bring good luck for the new year, and then the following day it rained. Apparently this meant that the gods were happy, as rain is a sign of good luck for the new year.
Since then, we've now crossed into Vietnam, stayed in Chau Doc and am currently in Ho Chi Minh. Nearly been hit several times trying to cross the road here - it is simply manic. Spent the day going through the Cu Chi tunnels, which were the ones the Vietnamese used during the Vietnam War. Funnily enough, its referred to here as the American War. Also, very few people speak english here. The novelty of not being able to understand whats in bags from the super or trying to tell someone you wanna send a postcard home is starting to wear off.
Off to catch a sleeper train tonight to Nha Trang. Am looking forward to it as I've never done one before, but we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow morning.
The beach itself was disgusting. It was full of rubbish and Keryn was stung a couple of times in the water. After about 10 minutes we decided it wasn't really for us and we headed back to our bungalow. We got back to find this derranged looking dog just napping on our doorstep, with no fur and this red rash all over it. Turns out, that dog had rabies.
We spent the following day travelling and snorkelling in the islands surrounding Sihanoukville. They were incredibly picturesque, the water was warm and we ate fresh fruit all day. Met some locals that night who taught me the traditional Khmer dance. It was fantastic. Its meant to bring good luck for the new year, and then the following day it rained. Apparently this meant that the gods were happy, as rain is a sign of good luck for the new year.
Since then, we've now crossed into Vietnam, stayed in Chau Doc and am currently in Ho Chi Minh. Nearly been hit several times trying to cross the road here - it is simply manic. Spent the day going through the Cu Chi tunnels, which were the ones the Vietnamese used during the Vietnam War. Funnily enough, its referred to here as the American War. Also, very few people speak english here. The novelty of not being able to understand whats in bags from the super or trying to tell someone you wanna send a postcard home is starting to wear off.
Off to catch a sleeper train tonight to Nha Trang. Am looking forward to it as I've never done one before, but we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow morning.
I know how you feel trying to make yourself understood.. It's more than tiring, but keep a smile on your faces, things always happen fastre that way.. sounds like your having an awesome time though, love the blog.. will be more diligently following from now as mum and Nikki left today.. tears...
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