After a 12 hour sleep in the gorgeous and comfortable guesthouse, we both woke to the sound of the alarm. This was set by us so we wouldn’t oversleep. It was a wise idea because when we opened the blind the bright sun hit my eyes. A quick shower, a spot of sun cream (those of you who know me will know that this is a rare occurance, but age has taught me that it’s probably best to wear it). After our breakfast spread, which was also included in the price of the hotel stay, we set up base beside the salt water pool.
Whilst bathing in the sun, the sounds surrounded me; the sound of mopeds, the beeping of the tuk tuk horns, birds and wild dogs, the clanging of spoons from rickshaws selling goods and the banging of hammers against wooden structures.
When we were truly relaxed, we strolled into town. Only an 8 minute walk from the centre, we were immediately confronted by men in their tuk tuks asking us if we wanted a ride, laundry services, little shops run by families and dirt tracks. The area we were staying in was unfamiliar but we soon came across shops and restaurants which we both recognised.
The Main Street, Pub Street, was more built up with many more places to eat and lots more market stalls. The majority of places were still the same, although they looked different due to the ‘western makeover’ they had all seemed to have had. In the midst of us reminiscing about our separate trips here, we decided to have a massage... £10 for a foot massage, a pedicure (that was for me) and a body massage!
The fresh coconut and €0.50 beer before our Khmer dinner did us both nicely. We both had the famous ‘Loc Lac’. The flavours were extremely tasty with the taste of the Kampot pepper at the forefront. Then we took a tuk tuk to spend the evening with Tammy and her children. It was divine.