Nov 29, 2006 – Sihanoukville

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Sihanoukville is a bustling little town on Cambodia’s little coast. It’s a very different atmosphere than either Cua Dai or Mui Ne. Most of the beaches in this area are small and you can walk the full length of the beach in a matter of 20 minutes or less. We picked to stay on Ocheatuel Beach and found accommodations right across the road that allowed us to be relaxing one of the many loungers on the beach within minutes of waking up. It was alos t the most amazing place to watch the sun melt into the Gulf of Thailand. Secondly (and it’s a very close second) it’s a fabulous place to get fresh seafood. We frequented a place on the beach where we could get two huge squid BBQ’d over coals along with a salad and rice or mashed potatoes – all for $4. Or you could get an equal amount of giant prawns or a plate of clams or fresh barracuda OR you could get a little of all of the above! Definitely a highlight of our stay there.

Another highlight was the day we rented a motorbike and I shuttled the 5 of us( this is Tor, Mar and I were all on one bike, yes, indeed, south east asia style and then I took Jenny and Tom, who were a bit smaller phsically and so it was far easier transferring them than my own family who by the way were also bickering amongst each other) over to another beach where we were able to rent kayaks. We had a fabulous day on the ocean and playing along the beaches (topped off of course with another stunning sunset and fabulous seafood dinner).

We had a great time in Sihanoukville swimming, reading and exploring the area. Tom and Torin also spent a good number of hours playing pool in an open air bar on the beach. They usually played against several local girls and always managed to lose! They claimed it was because the girls cheated but I suspect that it may be that the girls spent a lot more hours practicing than the boys did.

Dec. 2 Jenny and Tom made their way back to Bangkok for a flight back to Australia. It was a sad day as we had spent most of 3 weeks with them sharing meals, travel decisions and a lot of laughs – most of them at the expense of quirky Ausie sayings and pronounciations. We now have good friends in Tellarook who I’m sure we’ll see again someday.

Two days after their departure we took the same route back to Thailand. That excursion took us to Hat Lak which was an experience Mary will never forget. The wind was blowing hard the day we climbed into this long tube of a boat. I estimated the height of the waves to be 2 metres and because we were going parallel to the coast, we kinda rolled over them with a side to side motion. We knew it was bad when the staff handed out black plastic bags for everyone. It did calm after the first hour and the waves dropped down to a metre or less for the remainder of the trip. We found out later that it may not have been the safest choice of transportation and we made Torin promise to never do something like that in any future travels!

(This is Ger’s version of our move from Cambodia to Thailand and you can check my version out on the next entry)Hahaha!