And so to Siam Reap

From Battambang, we journeyed on to Siam Reap, to the jewel in Cambodia’s crown, Angkor Wat.

Angkor Wat is a little misleading. Rather than one temple, the site consists of multitudes of temples, cities, stupas, towers, moats and lakes. It was stupendous and deserved the respect of exploration.

In front of Angkor Wat itself

We spent two days touring the UNESCO site, starting with the four main attractions on the first day including Angkor Wat. We climbed up many steps to experience the heights of the biggest temples and panoramic views.

Climbing up
Bridge into Angkor Thom
Entrance to Angkor Thom

By the end of the first day, after eight hours of templing, we were hot, tired and fairly broken but we knew there was more to see and so, with a more leisurely start the following day, we headed back out and did the Grand Cycle, the remaining temples including a huge lake.


It’s impossible to capture the size and scale of this, the largest religious site on earth. It was daunting and impressive and words and photos don’t do it justice.

The smell of incense in the temples and burning wood smoke drifting through the trees are missing from pictures. The sound of peace and solitude with a hum of tuk tuks and a few determined sellers of souvenirs.

The feeling of a welcome breeze whilst driving between temples, sometimes not quite long enough and the delight of a cold bottle of water after climbing to the top of Angkor Wat in the hot morning sun.

Each temple was different, or had something memorable about it, whether covered in giant roots of a banyan tree or surrounded by a water lily moat. It was truly stunning and I’m pleased we were able to spend time seeing it in detail. It’s somewhere we’ll always remember.

Through the frame
Through the tree
Colour and patina
The last stop

Watch the monkey!

As we strolled around one of the many temples, we saw quite a few monkeys. They seemed to be minding their monkey business and so we minded ours and all was well…

Monkey distance

Then, as Big T was taking a picture of a baby and mother together, I felt a soft grasp around my arm from behind and falsetto screamed (quite embarrassingly) in shock.

A monkey had crept up on me and grabbed my arms in both paws. It then decided to chase me while I made a rapid getaway.

Keeping an eye out
Walking briskly
Not so innocent!

The Original Bamboo Train

In the morning we set off to find the bamboo train. We had heard there were recent imitations packed with tourists but we were directed to the original bamboo train so off we went by tuk tuk to find it.

As we arrived we saw a small group of people standing by a single railway track. As our tuk tuk pulled up they all roared with laughter. The latest mugs had arrived and it seemed we were in the right place!

Assembling the train

The train “carriage” was assembled as we waited. Two axles, a bamboo platform and a small motor and with a couple of cushions for seating, we were ready to go.

Off we went trundling along the little track with rice paddys, local dogs and children flying kites, the smell of diesel filling our nostrils as we enjoyed our ride.

We couldn’t go very far as there was a new busy road which wasn’t safe to cross (on a bamboo platform) and so we stopped, the driver turned the engine around and switched the fan belt to the other side and off we went, trundling back the other way.

It was a fun journey and we were glad to have ridden the original bamboo train by ourselves. Not a tourist in sight (with the exception of these two mugs!)

All aboard!

Jaan Bai restaurant

As we wandered around the streets of Battambang, we came across the Jaan Bai restaurant where we decided to eat.

The restaurant was set up by the Cambodian Children’s Trust and we felt it was a good cause to support.

I had discovered the national dish of Cambodia, Fish Amok which came in a variety of curried coconut sauces and was always delicious. This was no exception.

The Jann Bai brought the plight of Cambodian orphanages to our attention, a contentious issue where children, not technically orphans, are on the tourist trail for well-meaning westerners.

Tatai River to Battambang

One of the challenges we discovered travelling around Cambodia was getting from Point A to Point B. Things were not always straight or forward.

Getting from the Tatai River to Battambang was one such example. Our options were to take an overnight bus for thirteen hours (with changes) or hire a private driver to take us through the mountains on the new road for eight hours. We chose the latter and stumped up $220 for the privilege.

There is only one expressway in Cambodia and it soon became apparent that the new road meant no road as the new road was a construction site.

We wound our way through the mountains for hours bumping into ditches and splashing through rivers as we off-roaded through the Cambodian countryside.

On our way we passed Monkey Corner where no monkeys were to be seen. As it turned out later, probably a good thing.

We saw many enormous Chinese dams where rivers were flooded to create power plants and reservoirs, the price of development.

A Chinese dam
Crossing the river

We stopped for a break at a waterfall or rather series of volcanic rocks where Big T found the perfect jacuzzi and had a refreshing bathe before we bumped off again.

Natural beauty
And a natural beauty

And we suffered the ultimate indignity of being taken for lunch and taken for fools as we were charged an exorbitant price for terrible food. To be charged $5 a plate for miscellaneous bird feet, innards and bits of gristle washed down with a can of stout (not me I might add) seemed like the icing on the cake. We paid the price for being the only tourists in town by an opportunistic young businesswoman.

After a long and fairly arduous journey, we arrived in Battambang and checked into our old colonial hotel, La Villa for the night. We were pretty dusty and shaken around after eight hours on the road.

The longest, most challenging part of the journey was over and we set out to explore Battambang for dinner.

Checking into La Villa Battambang

Bird nest soup

As we travelled through the Cambodian countryside we noticed large apartment blocks with small windows and were confused.

Were they homes for factory or farmer workers? Were they prisons and if so, were there lots of tiny criminals in Cambodia?

Swiftlet Houses

We asked our driver who explained that these were bird houses for Cambodian Swiftlets. A highly-prized bird known for their nests.

Swiftlets make nests from their saliva which are then gathered and sold to the Chinese to make bird’s nest soup.

Apparently the Swiftlet Houses play the sound of swiftlets at high volume to entice birds to nest there, they then stay and hatch babies who in turn make more nests and the cycle continues. Neighbours are not too keen on living near a Swiftlet house and noise pollution is a big concern.

As for the end product, call me conservative but I’m not too keen on eating a bird’s nest made from saliva which dissolves into a glutenous mess in a soup. I think the nests are probably best left for their owners to reuse.

Jellyfish for eating

I am not a fan of jellyfish and hate swimming with jellyfish of any kind. Arriving at our floating tent, we were informed there were harmless jellyfish in the river, a variety of which the Khmer people liked to eat.

They were welcome to them as that was definitely something I wasn’t up for trying.

Sure enough, as soon as we arrived, there were three bloody great jellyfish lurking around the bottom of the steps. There was no way I was swimming in dark river water with jellyfish.

Apparently jellyfish are delicious if sliced and put in a jar for ten days. They turn pink and taste like…jelly!

Dusk on the Tatai River

We were invited on a short excursion to see fireflies while we were on the Tatai River.

Despite being tired, we hated to miss an opportunity and so arrived as instructed at 7pm and boarded a small boat to take us down the river. We thought we’d see a magical cloud of fireflies!

About three minutes later (a little sooner than expected) we arrived at a tree where our host pointed out a couple of pinpricks of light. And that was the magical firefly tree!

It’s fair to say it was underwhelming and Big T pointed out we have more fireflies walking along the road in the south of France. How ungrateful of us!

Dusk on the river was quite special regardless of the lack of fireflies. No photos unfortunately and of course, none of the fireflies!

Heading north

We left the coast and headed north to the Tatai River where we took a river boat to a floating tent. As you do.

Ready for cast off
Local boats along the river

I had visions of little thatched huts on stilts with mosquito netting but as we arrived, the clue was in the name, Canvas & Orchids was exactly that. Tents on floating pontoons, we were going glamping.

Where I thought we were heading
Arriving at our tent
Morning view from our deck
The jungle

It was amazingly tranquil with birdsong, insects chirping and the occasional splash of a fish. We immediately relaxed.

We heard about the history of the Khmer people who live in the jungle along with wild elephants, tigers and the most trafficked mammal in the world, the poor Pangolin.

It was good to see another side of Cambodia as we’ve enjoyed the coast.

From here we head towards Battambang and the ultimate destination, Siem Reap and Angkor Wat.