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We've spent a total of four days in Kampot, longer than we had anticipated but well worth it. Most of its a bit of a blur but from the bits that I do remember, it's been a lot of fun. We've met a lot of great people here which is probably why we've stayed longer. Our days have been spent exploring the Nationals park and the local countryside, our nights are blurred memories of dirty dance floors and ridiculous drinking games, brought from every corner of the globe. With everyone living in a temporary travellers-world, every night is a party- it's either a birthday or someone's last night or something that calls for a big celebration. And luckily enough, there's always a bar to cater for it.
One evening, we got chatting to a few of the locals who said English people couldn't drink. Little do they know! ..and little did we know what was in store! A game with two dice that generally resulted in us having to drink- I'm still unsure of the rules. The last time I remember checking my watch, it had gone four in the morning and we were still going strong on 'Black Panther'-the Camdobian equilivent of Guinness, only that it's twice as strong. We weren't in a fit state to decide on a winner, but I think we did...
Besides all the drinking, which I'm sure you don't want to read about, we have been out and about, making the most of our penultimate stop in Cambodia. The Bokor national park is about 40km outside of Kampot. We decided against the bus and the tour companies, instead we enjoyed the 32C heat and and the sunshine on hired motorbikes (what rainy season?!). Through the middle of the national park is a road, built by the Chinese, that winds up through the mountains and wouldn't look out of place somewhere in the Alps- taking the hairpins at some speed, maxing the 100cc glorified-mopeds, probably somewhere in the region of about 15mph. Regardless, we thought we looked pretty cool!
We spent Sunday on a boat, sailing down into the Mekong delta, through some amazing Cambodian countryside. After a relatively civilised start, the afternoon soon descended into yet more drinking. Then into rope-swings and then to 9m diving board positioned on a pontoon in the middle of the river. A great day that resulted in very sore heads the following morning.
Today, trying to be slightly more cultural, we visited the Kampot pepper farm. We learnt all about how it's produced and the different varieties that they grow. According to the posters around the farm, the restaurants of pre-war Paris wouldn't have used anything other than Kampot pepper and therefore argued as the best in the world.
Tomorrow we leave for Phnom Penh, on the 08:30 bus so tonight we're determined to be sensible....but we'll see. It's hard to believe that I'm already into my third week of travelling. Time really is flying!
P.s having difficulty uploading photos from my iPad. Any suggestions??
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ma Loads of beer, motorbikes and diving boards! Perhaps not what a mother wants to read
Sarah Sounds like you are having an amazing time James! With regards to photos I guess Internet cafe will be the only way?? Adam is loving your old train set by the way!! Take care xx