Despite the rather unusual surroundings, I slept well until about 4.00 am, when the cockerels started their day! There were also sounds of life beneath us. The lady of the house had also started her day.
Having decided to abandon further sleep, it was time to get up and leave my comfy bed.
Although the house was well appointed for rural Cambodia, it was pretty primitive when compared to our standards. Nevertheless our hostess looked a woman who was definitely in charge of her domain and it was a privilege to spend time with her and her family.
Breakfast over (rice, cold fried eggs and pork) there was just time to identify the culprit of our early alarm call, pose for a family photo, say our ‘thank yous’ and depart. It had been quite an experience, not to be forgotten.
We then retraced our steps to the main road and were off again through the countryside, catching up on some sleep on the way……..
Gradually things became less rural and more commercial. Bigger lorries appeared. En route, we stopped at another busy market. People and their luggage were spilling out of their transport and fried spiders were very much the order of the day……..
I decided against this particular gourmet opportunity and some of the other offerings – both recognisable….
…… and not so much……. I think they were some sort of small bird.
There was some amazing fruit on offer even though it is the low season for fruit variety apparently.
This is apparently pickled fish. Once again, despite the temptation (😳) I chose not to try it!!
It was time to move on to the City. To say Pnom Penh has a checkered history is something of an understatement. It’s status as a capital has come and gone, its Kings have shared the same fate, it still shows signs of its French occupation and it was home to the headquarters of one of the most evil regimes the world has ever known. Pol Pot. More of which tomorrow. For us just arriving, it was a very large metropolis, teeming with people, with occasional wide boulevards and gardens and the first roundabouts we have come across since arriving in Cambodia.
We arrived at about mid day and met again at 3.30 to take a rather scary ride by a bicycle powered chair. It felt very precarious and exposed, hedged in as we were by the speeding cars, tuk tuks and motor bikes around us, but it enable us to see the sites!
Happily we lived to tell the tale!
But only just! En masse we looked like a bit ‘special’ and let out for the day…..
We were dropped off at the riverside where you could buy lotus blossoms to lay at the feet of the gods to bring good fortune……..
Or if you wanted more clarification you could have the cards read……
It was then off for a cruise. Pnom Penh is the place where two rivers converge – one that comes down from Siem Reap and the other the well known Mekong River.
The sun went down,…..
And the lights came up!
What a difference a day makes!
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Another colourful story thank you Pauline eventhough you couldn’t be tempted to try some of the delicacies. Ha ha. X