Not sure where I left off last time but last night we had cheap beers at the Rusty Keyhole in Kampot, $2 a jug. We sat outside and as the place is on the riverfront it's perfect for watching the sun set over the river, but it was too cloudy to get a decent photo. We bumped into one of the couples we'd travelled with yesterday, from Manchester and Liverpool. Later we ate at a Sri Lankan place further down the riverfront and had more good food: vegetable biryani, paratha and a meat dish that for the life of us we can't remember! We went back to Mea Culpa and watched another DVD.
This morning (29th) I got a knock on the door at around 8 and it was a young girl from the place where we'd booked our minibus to Kep yesterday. She told me the 9.30 am bus was broken (surprise surprise, "bus" and "broken" are synonymous here!) so instead we'd be on a bus at 1 pm. I said OK but later we thought about it and decided there was little point in hanging around Kampot so we went to Sisters 2 for breakfast then enquired about the price of a tuk tuk then went to the travel place where we got a no-fuss full refund. The breakfast was yummy, spiced pumpkin pancakes with syrup and fruit shakes, plus a couple of slices of carrot cake to take away. Thus place is near the 2000 roundabout and came highly recommended by the Americans; they were right!
The tuk tuk driver took us back to the guest house to collect our bags/check out and suddenly the heavens opened ! Another real downpour. So down went the flaps on the tuk tuk and off we went, only about 25 kms but again an uneven road that was very wet in places. We eventually got to Kep and the driver took us all the way to the Masada Resort that we'd booked the night before, which is up a track off the main road. We paid him more because he did a great job in terrible weather.
The Madada is lovely, five bungalows with thatched roofs, an infinity pool and an open air restaurant, all set up in the jungle slopes and overlooking the beach; well, in theory, on a clear day! We were given a welcome drink of passion fruit and pineapple juice and we for chatting to four people from Christchurch who were just checking out. We went to our bungalow, the "lime" one, but couldn't get Internet. David, the Belgian owner, said we'd only get it on the balcony but we still
couldn't, so he said we could move. We decided to go for a walk and maybe move later.
It was raining most of the time but we ventured as far as Breezes, a good few kms along the coast, past the crab markets and a few other resorts. We ate crab and mango salad at Brise de Kep or something similar, tiny crab but ok. There wasn't much to see really so we decided to move on tomorrow and bought bus tickets to Phnom Penh (yes, gluttons for punishment). Then we walked back and changed to the 'marina' bungalow (named after the colour of the feature wall?) and contacted some hotels in Phnom Penh. We ate at the Masada, pricey at $6 a meal but delicious red and green curries. There's no draft beer here, no TV, but it's relaxing, just a pity about the weather. It did stop long enough for me to get a few photos around the place, the tonight the power kept going off, even with the generator on! So now we're in the room drinking bottled beer and using the iPads for entertainment.