Leaving Familiarity Email

...Stepping off the plane in Kuala Lumur at 7am was like getting hit in the face with a dirty wet gym sock. a deep breath of humid Malaysian air filled my lungs, the jacket and jeans i had been wearing in New Zealand immediately stuck to my body as I walked down the steps and on to the runway heading for the air conditioned terminal. All the comforts of friends, family, and familiarities of Australia and New Zealand quickly evaporated in the 90 degree heat of the early morning. All i could think is "I'm not in Kansas any more..."

It didn't take me too long to work it out though, having been in Kuala Lumpur 3 times now, i knew how to get to town, i knew the hostel i was heading to and i was overly excited about the curry and roti i would be eating. As i trekked through the crowded streets the smells of asia were back in my life. I was back on the road, i was alone, but i was continuing on. It wasn't scary to me, i wasn't nervous, it was an anxiety which has been 4.5 months absent in my life, that got my blood moving a bit faster. I squeezed my wallet making sure it was there, i patted my passport in the other pocket, and a flash back of the past comforts quickly vanished from my mind as i plopped down on my tiny bed, in my tiny room, with my tiny fan blowing as hard as it can on my travel weary body. One more day in Kuala Lumpur and then i'm on to Sri Lanka.

Forgetting how to travel was easy when being away from a while, the comforts of home can put you at ease, and although i was happy to have my friends and family back in my life, the trasition back into travel was a hard one. below is the beauty of having great family and friends.

***side note*** as i travel one major regret is when traveling and spending time with people i care about the last thing i think about is taking out my camera and getting a picture. I have you all in my heart, everyone in Aussie and NZ it was great to see you.

Having my Parents and Sister come to Australia for a visit was a nice break, in fact Australia and New Zealand was a nice break from the constant traveling i have been doing. Although I have not yet come home, being in familiar places with familiar people brings that sense of home back into your heart. After taking a huge cross country drive in Australia back in 2001 a regret of mine was that I had never made it to the Whitsunday Islands and fortunately i got the chance to do so with my family.
Seeing the White swirly sands of the iconic beach and getting yet another opportunity to experience the Great Barrier Reef was something i had look forward to for years. Getting the opportunity to do it with my family was even better. Being in a "western" country for the past 4.5 months at first was a bit of a reverse culture shock after traveling Asia for so long, but the familiarity of understanding the customs and even understanding the city of Sydney (having been there before) was something that took me out of "travel mode." having my parents with me for two weeks was a nice treat and in fact it didn't even feel like i was away from home. Saying good bye at the airport was a bit sad not just because i won't see them for another 7 to 8 more months, but also because a bit of that comfort and warmth they brought with them from home was slipping away.
Jill and I boarded the plane for New Zealand, which was what i knew would be the closest thing to home that i would come across until crossing back into the USA. New Zealand a place i have been a 5 times before, roads i have driven, landscapes which i love, familiar food, familiar faces, with a year away from home closing in on me this was a great place to be before moving onward.
Jill and i made short work of the South Island, driving as much as we could in her short time in New Zealand. Just 10 days on the road and we covered some serious ground and got to stay and meet up with all those Kiwis which makes coming back to New Zealand something special every time. Pancake rocks, the rugged west coast, Fox glacier, parts of the Fiordlands, Bluff, Central Otago, Wanaka, Queenstown, Mount Cook, Tekapo, Moraki bolders, and Dunedin was quite the road trip for Jill, I never expected to cover that much ground in the time we had. Unfortunately the rain curse that has been cast over me and proceeds to plague me ever time i go to NZ was ever so present, but we managed a day or two of sunshine and even in the rain we had a great time.
Saying goodbye to Jill and driving slowly back to Dunedin from the airport was a bit of a reality check that my last touch of home has left me. I still had my friends in Dunedin and a very large responsibility of judging a hamburger patty contest that evening so tears didn't build up for too long, relaxing in Dunedin with friends whom i haven't seen in a long time was great and saying goodbye was the only thing bad about it. An evening in Christchurch with a good friend and talking travel was great because it was a much needed kick in the ass to get my brain back in travel mode.
Finishing up in New Zealand in Auckland was fantastic, seeing Gary and Sammy amongst others was great, years in Tahoe together, countless parties and good times together made this trip to AK no acceptations. Some times you just can't come up with words to describe seeing old friends, some times no words are needed. Smiles, hugs, a few too many cocktails, one too many dangerous 70's style dance moves, and a painful hangover speaks for its self. This part of my trip was a hard one to walk away from.

New Zealand Photos: http://picasaweb.google.com/vaccaro.marc24/MarcvaccaroNewZealand2009?feat=directlink

Australia Photos: unfortunatly I sent all my cooking photos home on dvd :(
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New Zealand

New Zealand is probably one of my favorite places to Road Trip, unfortunately i can't speak on the whole country, but I'm pretty confident to say that i have covered as much of the South Island as any non-native traveler has. Unfortunately this great country comes with its major downfall and it has plagued me since the first time I arrived 10 years ago.... RAIN. this trip was no exception as Jill and I got hosed for 9 of her 10 days in the country, and I finished up the last 8 days being blanketed with rain and mist, but as all good trips end, my dive to the airport was nothing but blue sky's and rainbows, none the less being in NZ is always a great time no matter what the Weather.

This Years Road Trip in the South Island: Renting a van "the Spaceship" in Christchurch, jill and I took off charging towards Aurthur's Pass and headed straight for the west cost. Approaching the mountains the sun was outstanding with colors of red and pink, the southern alps were lit up in all their splendor.... 20min. later the rain slowly began to come.

We held up the night in Jackson, a very very small Town/B&B eating or first Kiwi Pie and I sampled Whitebait for the first time which is little mini transparent fish cooked in an omelet served on white bread. I hoped the rain would hold up knowing the landscapes we were about to be driving through but as we pushed on it kept getting harder.

Up to Pancake rocks, and then back down the west coast, the most lush green, rugged, raw landscapes i have encountered, it truly is a favorite place of mine. Living there is completely out of the question due to the lack of population but the drive through farm land, coastal towns, lush deciduous rain forests, and ending up at 2 massive glaciers is really a fantastic drive. being blessed with morning sun jill and i hit up a lake hike but were forced back to the car as the clouds pulled in and mt. cook was covered in white.

Wanaka was next on the list, another spot that i can almost call home, it was great to have jill with me to show her around, hitting up the Doughbin, a favorite pie shop (who recently "sold out and went commercial" which angers me), the oh so accommodating 60 Warren st., along with holding up for 2 nights with Si Meale, Bridgy, and Tal. Familiarity after being away from home for so long was a real nice thing to have.

The rains kept coming and jill and i kept driving, down to Milford sound which was blocked by an avalanche, out to the fiordlands where we got soaked in rain, down to bluff where we found some very rugged seas, back to Queenstown for some brief sun shine allowing jill to get in Bungy Jumping and Sky Diving packed into probably the most exhilarating 3 hours of her life (or many peoples for that matter). From Qtown, up to Mt. Cook for some glacier viewing, Lake Tekapo, and on to Moraki. The last stop for jill was Dunedin where we got a stay with some great friends and relax on her last night in New Zealand.

For me, it was one more Ruckus night with Andrew, Emma, and the crew, a easy going Sunday with Sue and Pete, and a solo drive to Jimmy's Pies in Roxbrough where i managed to stuff 3 (meat) pies down my throat in a glutinous act that still disgusts me. Camping at Lake Tekapo for one more night and up to christchurch where i got the pleasure of staying with Emma a great friend and a passionate traveler.

A flight to Auckland and a week with Gary and 2 solid days with Sam P. Jones, where way too much beer was consumed, there was a fair bit of Canadian Club which found it's way into my cup, that was fllowed by lighting quick leg kicks, spins, hip shakes, and air splits all of which were performed at bars which did not even posses a dance floor. Spending time with good friends was fantastic, it was a sad good bye to New Zealand and everyone i visited.

Three Months in Sydney

Three more months have drifted by here in Sydney Australia while I sweat it out working at one of the newest and certainly more “flash”restaurants in Sydney. Niel Perry’s Rockpool Bar and Grill was agreat place to come and learn. Certainly in this world, it is who youknow and not always what you know, having a well-respected contact inthe international food scene is never a bad thing, also, as imaginedit was a fantastic experience.
Opportunities in life present them selves every day, I think somethingas simple as an idea or as imaginative as a dream can be considered anopportunity if you just act on it. Letting the days pass you by without really “living” is a crime, I have done it in the past and I knowit will be present in my future, but while given the opportunity, Irefuse to live a menial life at the present. Being overlyappreciative to Chef Perry and Chef Danis for letting me into theirkitchen, I’ll be taking some of their clout with me and will beleaving Sydney in less than a month.
The opportunity in Sydney to grow as a chef are great, the excitementof being surrounded by talented chefs and new cuisine is awesome, thelearning opportunities are endless, but opportunity is not always inthe form of work. The pleasure of life which is something I havedenied my self of in the past (as we all have) has taken center stage,and as Sydney has become redundant; not so much in the scene of work,but in terms of living and enjoying life, I’m now feeling the urge tomove on. I can’t thank the people enough who have taken me in and helped me make this leg of my journey so worthwhile. It is veryseldom in any profession that you would be welcomed in with open armsfor a pre-disclosed period of time, especially one as short as 3months.
With new dreams and ideas becoming potential opportunities, I am happily focused on the months to come. I’m dreaming big, places Iwould like to go are endless, but as always your resources can belimiting, so where to next. Ironically it is looking like I will bereturning to India roughly a-year-to-date, from my arrival in Mumbai,September 4, 2008. I can still remember the crowded streets, the loudnoises, the poverty, and the astounding amounts of people, I’m notreturning for the chaos of India, but better yet for a greatexperience cooking with some locals in the city of Chennai. I alsoreturn with a better knowledge of the culture and people and I’m moreequipped to tackle travel with in the country, with so much to see,do, and eat there, it was only a matter of time until I returned.
Will I make it back to India? Who knows, but that is the plan for now.

Sydney Herald write up of where I worked:
http://www.smh.com.au/news/entertainment/good-living/restaurant-reviews/rockpool-bar--grill/2009/05/04/1241289093320.html

Rockpool bar and grill:

http://www.rockpool.com.au/sydney/bar-and-grill/

Spice temple, worked a week here (owned by the same chef): http://www.rockpool.com.au/sydney/spice-temple/

In Responce to Eating Dog

In response to Eating Dog and Animal Cruelty, I did not really mantion the fact that it is culturally accepted and has been around longer than the USA has existed making any argument a difficult one. Yes they are domestic animals but says who, what culture, and what is the difference between a cow, duck, chicken, lamb, goldfish, parrot, or dog when it comes down to the actual act of eating meat?
If you didn't have money, your family was starving and there was food all around you, but your religion told you not to eat it, would you? Hindu's allow cows to pass them in the streets every day, slums in Mumbai are an ugly place to live and i'm sure people die of hunger or malnutrition, yet their are cows every where, do you find that strange? If you were hungry, and your family was starving and there was a socially acceptable animal to eat lets say cow or chicken in the west, lets say dog in the east, would you eat it? unless your a vegitarian i would assume the answer is yes. I hope you understand where i'm going with this, don't judge another culture just because it's different!

my response to this ignorant person is below and is based mostly on the animal cruelty aspect of it, it negates the points made above about culture differences, as well as the fact that some PEOPLE live in far worse conditions than Animals in Asia, and unless Orwell's book "animal farm" is going to become a reality, we better start educating and helping People before worrying about the dying fad of dog eating.

I'm really sorry that i may have offended you or "made you sick," but I really can't sympathize for you. with that said by no means do i stand for animal cruelty I despise the fact that such things exist. If indeed the animal that i ATE was abused in anyway prior to being killed and i was aware of this, i would not have eaten it, but to generalize and say that all dogs are poorly treated and slaughtered, is an ignorant statement.

Life in aisa is cruel, the possibilities of that animal being miss treated are high, but then again so is the likelihood of any chicken, cow, pig, lamb, or fish being poorly treated and slaughtered. Going to a wet market would be a nightmare for any vegetarian or vegan, fish placed in buckets with no water suffocating, flopping around, animal heads and parts laying on open air tables at room temperature. it's not a pretty place, but you have to realize where you are and why this exists.

We live in a 1st world country, we have the luxuries of refrigerators, farmed livestock, super markets which really aren't so "super" if you ask me, Temperature controlled slaughter houses, but we have come a long way and still there are atrocities with in the industry that go on everyday and will continue to happen due to public demand of the products they produce. I have not eaten fast food in 10 years and honestly think anyone who does (weather you eat meat or not), is contributing to an institution that causes the most harm and maltreatment to animals than any other in the world. Factory Farming... this is a bit of a elementary style clip but the web sight is a great, and i think you should watch it if you have not already. http://www.meatrix.com/

Even prior to factory farming, our slaughtering of animals was and still is not the best. Asia may still do it the old way, quick and dirty, but we the USA are guilty of our own practices,(a mandatory summer reading book back in high school) Upton Sinclaire's, "The Jungle" may have been written 100 years ago, but is a perfect example why it is difficult to pass judgment on non-developed countries. the book was written in 1906 and describes what we (the US) were doing in our Slaughterhouses. A "developed nation" and still we mistreated, killed, and inhumanly butchered our livestock (amungs other things).

I'm going to go under the assumption that you are a vegetarian, which is outstanding. this earth needs vegetarians, because with out them we would be approaching even higher levels of methane in our atmosphere, deforestation would be 10 fold due to slashing and burning in developing countries for grazing and farm land, and all this leading to more desertification like we have seen in parts of Asia, South American, and Africa. SO kudos to you, i love vegetarians, i'm not one obviously but this earth needs them, in fact, we need more. As you may have the luxury to be vegetarian because your diet can be healthily maintained, and as you shop in a supermarkets where both produce and proteins are neatly packaged, or MAYBE eat free range animal products WHICH really is a bunch of shit and only legally means that "animals have access to the outdoors."http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Free_range#cite_note-0

Many people in this world do not have these luxuries, lots of people don't have the money to buy food and depend on what they grow, harvest, or hunt. in Asia and developing parts of the world where money is tight and food can be scarce, people will eat what ever it is that allows them to survive. I'm a DOG lover but to mentally get over the hurdle of eating dog was difficult (it took me 7 months), but what it comes down to is that these people have been doing it for years. It was a means of survival in the old days when money and livestock was scarce. During the war In Vietnam the US dropped MILLIONS of bombs on the country, not to mentions tons of Agent Orange (chemical warfare) which made raising livestock and even growing rice near impossible, bomb craters scattered the fields and the animals that were raised for food died off with the poison we blanketed the country with. SO..... what was available in hard times.... dog. I'm not saying the Vietnam war was the cause of dog eating but it is an example of hard times and people doing what is necessary to survive.

The presence of dog as food really has only been apparent (to me) in southern China and Vietnam, but as i talk to locals I am finding out that it is more of a "old school" type of food. As i have explained above, it was eaten out of necessity, and is not common fare. It is beginning to fade in popularity, not because of it's taste, because i'll be honest it was good, but because more and more "Asians" are becoming westernized and eating dog is not accepted as a norm in our society.

This is NOT to say that it is WRONG, cows, pig, fish, sheep, camel, alligator, dog, cat, snake, rat, gofer, bugs, I've seen it all and it is all fair game to be eaten when people are hungry and their are mouths to be fed. Just because it is not our social norm does not mean we have the right to pass judgment on others. Animal cruelty is apparent all over the world and i think what we have with factory farming in the USA far surpasses the cruelty levels of a fading necessity of eating dog. I love dogs, i had one as a kid, i look forward to the time when i am settled down and can have one or two as my own. Will i eat dog again? i don't think so, it's possible, but probably not. I'll tell you where you wont find me though, AT ANY fast food or chain restaurants no matter how hungry i am, that is much more of a stance against animal cruelty than not eating a dog, raised, killed, and cooked in a persons home. if this is all old news i apologize but just to clear the water, i don't stand for animal cruelty either.

Vietnam

Saigon: i was pleasantly surprised when showing up here, i didn't expect such a modern, "hip," fast paced city, it was a nice surprise. This is not to say though that it did not hold tight to what SE Asia does best, and that is markets, food, and culture. there was plenty of it, the markets in china town were pretty entertaining, definitely for locals, i stuck out like a sore thumb sitting down at a noodle bar. The market close to District #1 was outstanding, with really interesting food inside, filled with your nick-nacks, gadgets, and cheap clothing as well. At night the stands set up out side the market and create mobile restaurants where everything is FRESH, from the seafood that sits in tanks to the frogs (still alive) dangling from strings. I enjoyed district #1 and would have stayed a day or two longer but a short visa pushed me onward.

Mui Ne: famous for it's sand dunes is a pretty touristy town, but much quieter and NOT highly visited by the average backpacker who is only looking to party. Accommodation is a bit more expensive here, getting around will cost you, but the dunes and ocean are great and the beaches are EMPTY. this may be because the wind is pretty fierce, but an hour on the beach by my self was good for me. I rented a scooter for 2 days and cruised around the town my self, apparently it is not legal to rent them in that town so i picked mine up off a scooter taxi who was happy to sit on his ass and do nothing while i cruised my self around town.

Dalat to Hoi An: Heading inward away from the backpack "party train," bi-passing Nah Trang i headed into the hills and did a good hike up the side of a mountain, the hills got green, the forest was lush and the climate was much cooler. Actually i put pants and a jacket on at night, it got quite cool. This was a real relaxing town the population was about 800,000 but it didn't feel like that, the food was good, people were friendly and again i would have stayed here for another day if i had more time. Learning to drive Vietnam style in a city was a LOT of fun, i rented a scooter here (which was legal) and had a ball, i road it until the very minute it had to be returned at 10pm.
the road north to smaller cities in Vietnam was a lot of fun, public transport was very very interesting, not the vehicles them selves, but more the company, a woman throwing up from motion sickness in my buddies lap.... well between his legs into a barf bag, but still! the scenery was amazing, green hills, tons of coffee plantations, and GOD was the coffee outstanding, in fact i mailed 1/2 a pound home of different kinds. Vince if you haven't gotten it yet, it's on it's way and it's fair game, i hope you enjoy, just keep some in the freezer for me! ---Sorry about that people--- ANYWAYS, the sights were great, the towns were quiet and rural and i was away form the backpackers and back in more "true" Vietnamese areas, hell i was on the Ho Chi Min Trial.

Hoi An: was a touristy town filled with suit shops (get your self a custom make suit) or shoe shop (get those custom made as well), along with great restaurants. I had the privilege of meeting up with a great chef, eating, traveling and talking food with him throughout the town. We did some binge eating at a couple of places, we also indulged in a Cobra Blood and Vodka shot.... It had to be done. Anyway i liked Hoi An, stayed here for 4 days enjoying the sun, and just north is a hidden jem, Danang (sp?) which is an upcoming tourist town with beautiful EMPTY beaches.

Ha Long Bay: OK, so here is the deal with this place. It is unbelievably beautiful but following suit with all the other "photo destinations" i have visited, i always get a poor day for taking photos. Rainy, overcast, cloudy, it was rough, but NOT AS BAD AS THE COMPANY. My advice is book your boat trip from a backpackers in Hanoi (to be more specific Hanoi Backpackers Hostel) and go with them, the will find a boat that fits your lifestyle. My tour agency put me on a boat with the, i'm 60+ years old, i can be in a wheel chair, and am French lifestyle, so needless to say i didn't fit in so well. the Frenchies warmed up to me after a while and the 6 beers i drank by my self while listening to my ipod on the upper deck of the boat, and watching beautiful scenery pass me by didn't make the trip all that bad either. Sharing a room with one of them was interesting, but i've had worse.

Hanoi: Ok, this city is pretty cool, lots of cool little shops in the old city, tons of things to eat, and the most famous part is the beer corners where people sit on plastic stools and get moderately cold beer poor in 10 oz glasses for a whopping 4,000 dong or 25 cents a glass. it is entertaining for a night but your body pays the price for drinking such crappy beer, it's a must while in Hanoi. Eating at their Deli's was another pleasure i had, tons of cured meats, pates, fresh french bread, it was a good place for me. while there i stayed at a families home in my first "couch surfing" experience (check out the web sight if you don't know is http://www.couchsurfing.com/) and it was really nice to talk to locals and learn about their life in Vietnam. in this case they were x-pats but still, my own room and bathroom and an authentic Vietnamese meal one night and a great Vietnamese restaurant the next, it was a pleasure and a great way to end my trip.

Hanoi Airport: don't over stay your visa or they will KILL YOU with a fine, OR just be better at bribing the officers than I, mine didn't work all that well and i was slapped with a $70 fine. OUCH. pictures: http://picasaweb.google.com.au/vaccaro.marc24/Vietnam?feat=directlink

Vietnam Email

Arriving at the Cambodian/Vietnam boarder by bus, it was HOT, sweaty, and you were pushed into lines which quickly marched you into an air conditioned room, Thank God. I waited there until my name was called out, I went up to receive my passport and visa, there it was stamped in black ink, "March 10th.....March 25th" i got screwed by the agency in Cambodia who swindled me and only got me a 15 day visa. This was how i entered the country….

"Don't go there...," "I had my wallet stolen there....," "I heard someone got a motorbike stolen and had to pay double the price for it there.......," "People are so rude and pushy there...," these were constantly uttered through out my trip in South East Asia, all directed towards travel in Vietnam.

Perhaps I had had a watchful eye on my belongings, maybe I got lucky, I don’t know but I didn’t see any of this, in fact my stay was quite pleasant minus the last 45minutes at the airport where I was figuratively raped of $70usd for overstaying my visa by two days (my own fault).

I arrived in Saigon by bus and was dropped off in District #1 which is a central backpackers area, unlike most countries I visited the backpackers area was in the heart of the city surrounded by real life Vietnamese. I wondered into a back ally (more or less lured there), with the promise of a $7 room (private bath, fan, cable tv). At first I was skeptical but it turned out to a in a private home, a family renting out a room to tourists. When led up a TIGHT path into my bedroom I still had my doubts but the room and bathroom were probably some of the cleanest I have stayed on this trip and the family turned out to be amazingly friendly offering me iced lemon tea when ever I would pass in and out of the home.
Visiting the War Museum in Saigon was a bit painful, definitely ONE SIDED in the story it tells about the “American War” and rightfully so, but none the less the facts speak for them selves which as an “American” I was a bit astonished to know. Statistics can be skewed so you can only take the info so far but the proof was in what I saw through out the country. The most disturbing fact was the amount of bombs (over several million tons, were dropped), and the amount of Agent Orange (chemical warfare) which was used. The visible proof that I witnessed was craters in the rice fields where bombs had been dropped, as well as TONS of birth defects that I witnessed all over the country due to Agent Orange, that spoke to me very strongly (especially since the family whom I was staying with had a son, completely immobilized due to the outcome of this poison we spread on millions of innocent people).
Although US involvement can be argued either way, the Ironic kick in the balls was the quote that you read upon entering the war museum “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness, USA declaration of independence July 4, 1776.” needless to say the museum was a bit anti-usa.
Even with the clear hatred for what was done during the war, all the Vietnamese I met were happy to see people from the USA, I was never looked at in a negative light, when I told them I was from the US I always got smiles, many times received the “USA, GOOD!”

Travel through Vietnam was quick do to my 15 day visa and my foolish refusal to pay $50 more dollars for a new one. As most travelers take to the coast and hit up the obvious spots on the “party train” I headed inland and road on local buses for 3 days from Mui Ne up through the central highlands where the coffee is outstanding, I followed the Ho Chi Min trail (by bus) until popping back out on the coast in Hoi An. The Small town of Dalat (800,000 people) was one of my favorites in Vietnam, a bit of a mountain town, a slightly slower pace, good food, great coffee and an introduction on Vietnamese driving. Really there is only ONE rule, the bigger vehicle has the right of way, anything else goes, and god is it fun ripping in and out of roundabouts cruising in and out of rural towns.
The food in Vietnam was unexpectedly diverse and good, I had the opportunity of binge eating with a fellow chef in Hoi An for 3 days, this was an amazing experience and made Vietnam worth visiting in its self. The stunning Beauty of Ha Long Bay is something that I was grateful to see, but as you’ll see in my pictures, it was VERY cloudy, dull light, rainy, and I was stuck on an overnight boat with 11 60+ year old French tourists…. Need I say more? Hanoi was a cool place, it was quite the opposite of Saigon and YES I did eat DOG, and Yes it was good. I’m not going to do it again but after dodging it in Asia for 7 months I put it on the list of things I had to do. I received a relatively ignorant message on facebook regarding my dog consumption, so if anyone has a bone to pick with me on that I’ll, please read my comments i made on that.

Cambodia

Cambodia:
Phenom Pehn: good lord I spent way too much time here but it was a city that caught me by surprise, with Zero expectations of a city I showed up after eating relatively bland food in Laos, to be surprised by the interesting variety that Cambodia had to offer. Staying “lake side” in a bit of a touristy/back packers area, I found my self trapped in Laos mode (slow moving lazy days). Going to the Dump to feed children was an activity that was rewarding and worth doing, a brilliant experience. Going to the “killing fields” and seeing S-21 which is the Genocide war Museum is a must do. Other than that, the Capital does not have too much more to offer, I managed to stretch my stay into 7 days.


Seam Reap: Catering to the mass amounts of tourists, this is a unique city that is located minutes away from Angkor Wat. Hotels and restaurants is what you will find here as well as a couple of markets which are cookie cutters of one another, selling the same trinkets and beads as the next guy, the most commonly heard phrase “hey mr. you buy??”gets a bit old after a while. The abundance of Tuk Tuk drives can begin to rattle your head a bit, but using humour is how I deal with most bothersome situations so after being asked “where you going” a 1000 times, my answer soon became “crazy man…. I’m going CRAZY” followed by the universal twirely/ swirling finger pointed at my head, a smile and a laugh, most of the time it was well received, and to the others… well the hell with them.

Angkor Wat: was a brilliant place to visit, not being a person who is too impressed by temples, and only going to 2 monistaries out of 8 that I could have graced in Tibet, I was thoroughly impressed and enjoyed my visit to these temples. Only spending one day there was OK for me, I could have easily paid the extra $20 and stayed for 3, but in an attempt to keep moving and being cheap I opted for a good 8 hours of touring, starting with the 5:30am sun rise. If I went back the $10, 10min. hot air balloon ride for sunrise would be on the top of my list.


PHOTOS OF CAMBODIA:


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