Signing Off

So for now the adventure comes to an end. Six months and six countries later and it’s time to come home. Although it feels like we’ve done so much it also feels like it’s all happened in no time. It seems like we should still be telling people ‘we’ve got five months left’. At the start of our trip especially we met people who were in their last legs of the trip and I couldn’t imagine what that would feel like as it seemed so far off, but now that’s me. Somehow I’ve been out here for six months. It’s been such an amazing trip and I’m so happy Elise and I didn’t really plan anything and just left it to chance. What I’ve learnt about travelling, or at least round South East Asia is that it’s best not to plan your trip out. You’ve no idea before you go how much you’ll like one place, or how long you’ll want to be somewhere for. Travelling around by bus, train even plane is so easy and cheap that it’s easy to just go as you please. We never planned or even thought that we’d live in Phnom Penh for two months of our trip. It just came about after doing one Thai class and some google searches one rainy day in a dorm room in Koh Lanta. 

Although it all (almost, all) has been amazing, there’s definitely some highlights. For meeting people and just the general vibe I loved Indonesia. It was our first stop so we were still new to it, but it was definitely the right place to make our first stop. As a place I absolutely love Singapore. It’s like no other city I’ve been to and when I was there I just wanted to stay there and never leave. And lastly I loved Cambodia. If talking to a backpacker I wouldn’t exactly say that Phnom Penh is a must, but it was such a different experience living there. As I’ve mentioned so many times on previous posts…

So to sum up it’s been amazing, I’m not sure what’s next and I’m very lucky to have met so many lovely people, been to so many lovely places and go home to see lots more lovely people! For now the blog will remain quiet but hopefully at some point in the future it will reopen for business with a new travel destination in the title… 

Vietnam round two

As I think I previously mentioned, or at least hope I did, Elise’s parents have arrived and our visiting us and travelling with us for three weeks. They’re names are John and Ellen, I feel I need to properly introduce them before I post anymore. (See below).



After one last emotional night in Phnom Penh we headed to Vietnam, for the second time this trip. With the weather forecast looking vastly better than last time we were ready to hit the South. 

We took a seven hour coach from Phnom Penh to Saigon or Ho Chi Minh city as it was more recently named. With hopes amongst the ranks to hit a beach soon we decided to stay only a few nights in Saigon. On our first night Ellen worked her usual magic on the World Wide Web and found us a place to eat. We found the place tucked down a little alley way. We enjoyed the set menu of five whole courses for only $6 each and the food was amazing! So amazing that we all wrote a message on the wall. 



Because of the limited time we decided to do a city tour the next day as it hit a lot of places including the war museum which was high on the list for Elise. The War Remnants museum was a really good museum, the only downside was the tour only gave us an hour there and there was too much to see in that time. We also went to the Notre Dame Cathedral, the Central Post Office which was built by Gustav Eiffel, the Reunification Palace which is where the war ended by a tank crashing through the gates, and also China town and a Chinese temple there called Thien Hau Pagoda which is based around the goddess of the sea.





And that concludes our short trip in Saigon. As a city I really like Saigon and a lot more than I thought I would. I hear it’s very popular with the expats and also has a dodgeball team…

From Saigon we got a sleeper bus in the day to Mui Ne which took a grand total of six hours. 





Despite the happy face on the above picture, Ellen was not thrilled with the sleeper bus! So we vowed from then on there would be no more. Mui Ne is a quiet little beach town which is very popular with Russians. We went here to get our beach fix. Although the hostel we stayed in was very nice with an equally very nice pool, we managed to reap the benefits of John and Ellen’s fancy beach resort, which is where we took refuge most days, either by the beach or by the pool. We did take a little trip to see the sights of Mui Ne where we visited the red sand dunes and the fairy stream. 





After we felt suitably beached we headed to Da Lat, which meant a long ride in a little mini van up some very windy steep mountainous roads. A lot of throwing up occurred on that journey, thankfully not from any of us, though it was touch and go for a while. Da Lat is known as the honeymoon capital and is a cute little city. On one day we did a tour around the local area. We went to an old train station, a pagoda, on the monorail, to a coffee plantation where we tried weasel coffee, to elephant falls, and to a minority village. All of this so happened to fall on International Woman’s Day which meant JB treated the women all day. 





The highlight of Da Lat was definitely going canyoning. Elise, JB and I went on the trip after Ellen decided it wasn’t for her. It was amazing we jumped into waterfalls, we slid down waterfalls, we floated along a ‘lazy river’ and abseiled down waterfalls! In the morning we did a few practice abseils down dry slopes which I found scary enough! But after lunch things got even more scary. For an hour I had been watching people go down this huge waterfall and then drop into the water and disappear. Because the rope wasn’t long enough once you got five metres above the water you had to just let go of the ropes and fall into the water! It proved to be even scarier still though as when you got a way down water pummelled you in the face! After having completed that one we had to face the final one called the ‘washing machine’. Because of the angle of this one we didn’t watch people go down for an hour before because we couldn’t see it. This was the easiest in terms of abseiling, we had to climb about five metres and then once we got to a certain point drop our legs and let the rope go fast so we rapidly fell into the huge waterfall. At this point you realised why it was called ‘the washing machine’ as the fall drags you under and you resurface some time later! It was an amazing day.





Finally it was back to Hoi An where we spent a few days at the tailors and shopping and eating amazing food. On our last day together as beans (what we collectively called ourselves) we did a cooking course where we tried all sorts of weird and wonderful foods from pigs ear to pigs brains! We then learnt how to make some popular Vietnamese dishes and ate so much we nearly burst! Sadly later that day we parted from John and Ellen as they were due to head back to Canada and so the reign of the beans ended.





Stunning scenery at Siem Reap

After a seven hour car journey on the most questionable road known to mankind, we made it to Siem Reap from Phnom Penh. Seriously the term road used here is at it’s loosest. ANYWAY the main reason people go to Siem Reap, apart from pub street, is for the temples and the site called Angkor Archaeological Park. Angkor is home to the stunning remains of the different capitals of the Khmer Empire, dating back to the 9th Century. They include the infamous Temple of Angkor Wat and Bayon Temple. So at 5am the tuk tuk driver was waiting and off we went to start the day of temple touring, beginning with the sunrise at Angkor Wat. The day was long and tiring but what we saw was well worth it! I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking…







Saying goodbye to Emma the expat

It breaks my heart to say it but our time living in Phnom Penh is up! Since arriving at the start of January we’ve made a good go at making a home for ourselves in the city. We had our flat, had school, had a routine and tried to socialise with as many people as we could. The thought of temporarily giving up living out of a backpack at first didn’t exactly appeal too much and I couldn’t help thinking two months in one place may be too much, mainly because we hadn’t even spent much more than a week in anywhere for the previous three months! But now the experience has come to an end, I can say I’m 100% glad we decided to settle here mid trip – I think it’s the best decision we’ve made throughout our trip. It provided me with a totally different experience to travelling and not only that but I got a glimpse into expat life. Elise previously lived away in another place from home when she did study abroad in England so she was probably more aware of how fun/rewarding it is. But I don’t think either of us realised how easy and enjoyable it would be to ease into the pace of life here. Having a routine and a life in Phnom Penh was not just a nice change but it was our own personalised routine. We had our fruit and veg lady, our banana man and our regular tuk tuk driver. The experience has made me realise that if I wanted to move out of England more permanently and settle somewhere, so be Emma the expat full time, I could. 


At the beginning of our sixth week of Khmer lessons we left the course as we were officially moving out of Phnom Penh. Khmer is definitely as difficult as I expected. If we had just been learning to speak the language we’d maybe have felt differently as that’s probably the easier (still not easy) part. However we also learnt how to read and write in Khmer which is the really difficult part! So we don’t exactly leave fluent speakers of the Khmer language but we do have a nice grasp of a beginners level of the language, which is all we can ask for after just six weeks of study. I’ll definitely miss seeing Phara our teacher every day as he finds everything funny, which makes everyone else laugh too. I’ll also miss the Malaysian couple we sat next to, as well as our other classmates who all waved us off as we left IFL for the last time!


The best part of living here has been getting to know the expat community. As I’ve previously said we’ve been to various different expat-led nights such as nerd night and dodgeball. Though our biggest link to the expat community has to be Dennis. He’s introduced us to so many different people and it’s thanks to him we made as many friends as we did. Though despite providing us with friends he’s also become a good friend to us himself, and has been a big part of Phnom Penh for us! We are definitely going to miss seeing Dennis various times a week and being introduced to a new and exciting food place weekly! 


Phnom Penh is a quirky little city, with so many odd sights. It’s the capital of a developing country so it obviously has it’s issues, and after Cambodia’s past it’s not a surprise. The hardest part of living in Phnom Penh was the huge class distinction, between the rich and the poor. A lot of people have absolutely nothing and it’s not only plain to see but upsetting to see. It’s hard to put that into perspective as there’s a lot of NGO’s here all trying to help people in poverty in one way or another but knowing which are needed, or rather more necessary is hard, and something I find problematic. To help people it takes a lot more than giving a street kid some money and if I was to ever return I’d want to try and volunteer for something that helps people. The traffic and people’s general blasé attitudes on the roads also takes some getting used to. If I were ever to live here for longer I’d have to get a scooter which would be a daunting thought! There’s also no such thing as being a pedestrian. There aren’t proper road crossings and all pavements are taken up by parked scooters or rubbish! The sight of seeing a whole family on a scooter is one I will miss when I’m home. One of the best parts for Phnom Penh and just Cambodia in general, is the people. They are all so friendly and willing to help. There’s the usual Asia style laid-back-ness to the people but it goes further than that. People are always willing to share what little they have. In that sense, it’s a nicer pace of life. When I first came to Cambodia and started talking to people who had been here long term they often said things like ‘there’s just something about Cambodia’, and at the time I didn’t disagree but I didn’t quite get it. However as corny as it sounds I finally get it. Leaving was a lot harder than I ever thought it would be, and I feel some sort of pull to it. I don’t know when and if I actually will but I want to return at some point! But for now the backpack has been repacked, it’s also gained some weight, and I’m back on the road. First to Siem Reap then it’s off to Vietnam as we officially leave Cambodia… For now. 





A V Day to remember

Elise and I have become so close that we share everything; even Valentines dates. And this Valentines Day we were taken out by our favourite person in Phnom Penh – Dennis!

Elise and I spent our day getting our hair washed at the salon across the road (for £1.50), eating heart shaped macaroons and ice cream and watching 500 days of summer. So if that had been all we did, I would have been perfectly content. However that was only the beginning of our perfect V day.

At 6pm, in true Cambodian style, Dennis arrived in a tuk tuk to pick us up. From there we went to the other side of town to a newly opened burger place called My Burger Lab. Originally a Malaysian company it has ventured further in SEA to Cambodia. It’s currently still in its ‘soft opening’ period but it was jam packed, with every table occupied. It’s like an upmarket fast food restaurant, but for really cheap prices. The upmarket part really comes from it’s minimal yet smart interior. The selection of burgers are really varied and there wasn’t one I wouldn’t try. After much, but not that much for me, deliberation I went for the ‘Drunken Piggy’, as did Elise. The drunk piggy burger was a pork patty, topped with BBQ sauce marinated pulled pork, hash brown, pink slaw and apple sauce. IT WAS AMAZING. Dennis had ‘The Elvis’ and I’m not entirely sure what it consisted of but I do know it was a beef burger and I know there was peanut butter and jam involved… The companies unique thing is that all the burger buns are black as they are made with bamboo charcoal. Despite this odd quirk, the buns remained soft and fluffy. Dennis it seems knows everyone and this includes the owners and business partners at My Burger Lab in Cambodia, so we got to talk to the owner and the manager which was really nice as they were the ones who explained the mystery behind the black burger bun. This connection also meant that we got a mini little burger bun shaped in a heart as a little Valentines gift. Anyone who knows me will know that any mini version of something really tugs at my heart strings – hence my love of travel toiletries.

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Mini love heart burgers - n'awwwwwww

Mini love heart burgers – n’awwwwwww

After we had stuffed our little faces with burger we decided it was time for dessert, so off we hopped back in our tuk tuk and headed to Digby’s, a restaurant and deli that Dennis has worked with previously (seriously he knows everyone). Again the place was packed – it seems the Khmer people take Valentines Day very seriously. A fact I came to acknowledge as we were driving round town and saw A LOT of pop up Valentines stalls (usually manned from the boot of a car) selling roses and stuffed animals. Because of how busy the place was we were sat on stools around a table with a couple on a date, who actually seemed very happy about us three crashing their party. The guy admitted before we arrived they had been on their phones playing Candy Crush… maybe romance is dead. We got chatting to the couple and found out the guy was from Japan and the girl was from Cambodia and they both worked for Toyota, which is where they met. The language they had in common was English, which worked well for us. After much internal deliberation I decided to have apple crumble with ice cream. Elise got the all American cheesecake and Dennis the black forest gateau. A lovely end to a lovely evening. I’d highly recommend going to both the food places we went to!

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A lovely day spent with the loveliest of humans xox

 -My Burger Lab, Preah Norodom Boulevard, Phnom Penh
     -Digby’s, Street 306, Preah Trasak Paem, Phnom Penh 12302

Why everyone needs E as a personal trainer

The reason why we paid a bit more to go to a nice gym was because the ‘bit more’ meant free personal training sessions. Which turned into daily personal training sessions. Daily personal training sessions with E. This is just a little list of why everyone should work out with E: 

 1) He makes an adorable noise that sounds like ‘ishhhh’ when he wants you to push harder. Which is so much nicer than yelling at a person, and more effective 

 2) He has realised we like Tay Tay Swizzle, so plays her songs every time we enter the gym. He also made a playlist of songs for when we’re there. SO CUTE.

 3) He thinks ‘sleep’ means ‘lie down’. And it never gets old pretending to go to sleep when he says this. 

 4) Another great translation quirk is that he has issues with the numbers 7, 8, 17, 18, which means you occasionally do one less rep than he intended you to do. Sweet relief. 

 5) His phrases of encouragement such as ‘one more’, ‘keep going’ ‘c’mon’ sound so sweet coming from him, and it keeps you going cos you just can’t let him down. 

 6) He likes to sing along to English speaking songs by just making elongated vowel sounds. Such as ‘eeeeee’ (I think a homage to himself) and ‘ooooooh’. 

 7) Despite him being as cute as a button he’s actually a really good trainer. He does loads of things with us, and seems to know exactly where to work. 

 8) He’s also extremely good at everything he makes us do. So if we throw attitude his way and say ‘why don’t you do that’ he will just do ‘that’ and with such ease.

 9) And lastly he is a stretching and massage God. At the end of our session he does stretches with us and finishes it by some weirdly yet absolutely amazing head/neck/back/face massage. I never knew how great an eyebrow/ear/double chin massage felt until I met E.





CALLING ALL MACAROON LOVERS

BOULANGER PATISSIER TRADITION DE PARIS NGETH

As promised I am trying to blog as much as I can about the food places we hit. Partly because I want people to know about them, mainly because our world revolves around food.

Let me set the scene: One day after a trip to the market we’re walking back to the apartment with our food in bags, feeling satisfied we’d survived another market trip and also slightly drained from all the likely Asia style market commotion. It’s hot, we haven’t had the apartment long and we accidentally turn down the wrong street. It’s here that we spot two little children waving at us from a shop front window. That’s when our attention is brought to the baked goods next to the waving children. We see bread. We see pan au chocolat. We should go in and say hi to the children. We should buy baked goods.

So in we go, and what was to greet us was a very welcoming site indeed, and I’m not talking about the children. The bread and pastries were just the tip of the iceberg. Before I describe ‘the goods’ fully, I should describe the shop’s interior. It isn’t exactly the type of bakery you usually get here, the familiar big chains with lots of seating and modern decor. It is pretty bare, with white empty walls. There’s one small table with the usual little plastic stools surrounding it. However what you’re almost instantly greeted with is a glass cabinet filled with macaroons, cupcakes, eclairs and other cakes. If you avert your eyes to the left (if you can tear them away from the cake cabinet) there’s also a freezer with a selection of homemade ice creams in with flavours such as Caramel and Almond, Chocolate, Vanilla, Orange and Taro.

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We’ve basically tested all of the different delights now, not every flavour – that’s the next job – but certainly every type of baked good sold there and we can vouch for them all. However the main event, as you can probably guess from the blog title, is the macaroons. Oh baby, the macaroons. They are all such bright and fun colours, which draws you to them instantaneously, like the macaroon loving version of a magpie. There are also so many flavours to choose from such as; strawberry, raspberry, pineapple, apple, caramel, coffee, milk and even durian (which we were warned we would not like). They are all so perfectly made with not one looking less impressive than another. So far my favourites are the raspberry one, which has raspberry jam in it, and the caramel one, which has gooey caramel in it. They are honestly little bites of heaven.

The owner of the shop is the man behind these magical culinary treats. He is a Cambodian man, who has previously lived in Paris where he worked at a patisserie which was well established and featured in a newspaper article, which he proudly (and rightly so) showed us. He is fluent in French, so for anybody with fluent French, or anyone from France, this is perfect – you should go immediately. He is now doing the best he can, which is an amazing job, at baking with limited access to his preferred ingredients. He has told us he can’t get the flour he needs to make bread to the standard he would like. However we had no room for complaints after having a baguette he had made with the alternative flour. I’m not sure how many people know his shop is even there, as it is tucked away in a residential area in Toul Kork, which does make me sad as baking this good needs to be appreciated by as many people as possible. Not only is the food amazing, but it is also so reasonably, maybe too reasonably, priced as for just 40cent you can get a macaroon or a cupcake. And the cherry on top of it all is that the owner and his wife are both such lovely people. Every time we go in he points out the flavours to us, and lets us sample bits he thinks we would like. Which means you always end up eating more than you intended, which is never a bad thing!

So if you’re in Phnom Penh and have a craving for something sweet please do check this place out. You won’t regret it.
#187, St.146, Sangkat Teuk Taak 2, Khan Toul Kork, Phnom Penh

Sushi Heaven on Sushi Planet

Since being in Phnom Penh we’ve been slowly but surely making our way around the various eateries around the city, with the well advised help of our new friend Dennis. Because we have the flat with a kitchen (luck at us go) we don’t have to do the traveller thing of eating out every day at street venders, which means when we do venture out to eat we go for ‘nicer’ places. I’ve been pretty slow with blogging about them, mainly because I forget to take pictures every time, as I’m too preoccupied with the food in front of me – a compliment to the food!

Our first and now most frequented restaurant is, Planet Sushi. We have to give full credit to Dennis for this discovery. It was an absolute gem of a find. Newly (ish) opened and located by TK Avenue shopping mall, Sushi Planet serves some amazing sushi. Bold claim from me as admittedly I am no expert in the matter at hand, however Elise is. With Vancouver being notorious for it’s sushi and her being a self confessed once a weeker, I trust her when she says the sushi served here is of a very good standard, on par with Vancouver is what I believe was said.

The Californian Salmon Roll (soon to be renamed 'the Dennis')

The Californian Salmon Roll (soon to be renamed ‘the Dennis’)

My two favourite rolls to order are the California Salmon and the Salmon with Cheese, and to start the Miso Soup (which has also won the Elise stamp of approval). The restaurant is still pretty new so it is never that busy, which is a real shame as I think if more people knew it was there that would be a different story. The staff are extremely attentive and welcoming, which makes for the sushi eating experience that much more enjoyable. Plus the sushi is reasonably priced with it being around $3-$4 dollars for sets of six rolls.

So this is a message to any sushi lovers and expats in Phnom Penh: GO TO PLANET SUSHI.

    -#10Bc11e, St. 516, Sangkat Buengkork 2, Khan Toul Kork, Phnom Penh

Nerd Night

Monday, 26 January 2015 

After being told by a few different people and doing a Facebook search, we decided Monday night we would go to Nerd Night. The basic idea is that each week four to five people will give presentations of 20 slides, with each slide being on for 20 seconds. The topic can be about anything you have a passion or interest in, or more appropriate anything you’re nerdy about! This weeks event was held at La Gasolina, which is about a twenty minute tuk tuk ride away for us, and is in the hostel area. Elise and I headed down to La Gasolina early to meet up with a friend we met in November on a previous journey, to have food before the night of nerdiness commenced. The place was lovely with fairy lights hanging from the trees and cushions scattered about the floor ready for the evenings event. On this particular night we were to enjoy four presentations of the following topics: Web API, What I learned from teaching… apart from teaching, the Dominican Republic and a ‘nerd off’. All the presenters seemed very confident up at the front, perhaps the nerd glasses you have to wear when presenting had some sort of magic powers, either way they all did a much better job than I’d ever do in front of a crowd. The Dominican Republic one was presented by the owner of La Gasolina as he was from… you guessed it… the Dominican Republic. It was also the reason the food special that night was chicken creole, as it’s one of their famous dishes. I can testify that it is very tasty. The final presentation, the nerd off, came about as a result of not having enough volunteers to present. So basically two willing, or maybe unwilling I’m not too sure, people agreed to present a mystery presentation which consisted of an array of random funny pictures. The Nerd Off was by far the best, just because it was so funny seeing what they came up with. One of the guys seemed to have a habit of singing Miley Cyrus’ Wrecking Ball at every opportunity – a fact I pulled him up on in the questions. His response was that we should all be more like Miley, as she was an inspiration to us all… debatable.

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All in all the night was a lot of fun. We got to catch up with our friend Slava, who had A LOT of funny stories. We got to see some friends we had previously met at the weekend. We drank a few beers. And the most fun of all, we went home to chocolate cake and a dance party for two.

Not bad at all for a Monday night.

Kep – “It’s like going to the Hamptons for the weekend”

This posts title is a great Elise quote – when out for dinner with a girl from Sweden we told her of our weekend plans to hit the beach to which Elise compared us to the city dwellers in New York who go for beach breaks in the Hampton’s. I personally found it HILARIOUS, but our friend didn’t quite get it, which resulted in Elise slowly explaining her witty comparison.

Kep is a small sea side resort just over three hours away from the city, and a place we didn’t quite get to hit when in Kampot, mainly because we were too chilled out to move. So when class was done with on Friday we headed back to pack and then off we went to catch our bus. After being on the bus for what felt like a long enough time we stopped by the side of the road, where a few people started to get off. I peered out of the window and saw a sign that said ‘Kep province’ and had a moments flap, tapped Elise and she went to the front to ask if we were in Kep. The driver replied with a ‘yes’ and we swiftly followed suit and got off too. The bus pulled away and we realized we were in a pretty deserted place. There was just a wide stretching road and a handful of restaurants/food stalls, and then a lot of darkness. We saw a guy who was on our bus too and proceeded to follow him to a restaurant. There the man told us we had got off at the wrong place, as although the driver hadn’t lied as this was in fact Kep, it wasn’t the area we needed, and the bus, had we of stayed on it, would have taken us right to the beach front. Oops! However the man said he could arrange us a tuk tuk and he ran off into the back to find the driver. He returned saying he had us a tuk tuk and a driver, however the driver wanted to eat first so we’d have to stick around for a bit, which was fine by us as we had absolutely nothing else to do. So there we sat, with the man from our bus (who was French and couldn’t speak English; cue Elise’s French skills) and the owner and his very feminine looking friend. We were offered menus and decided, like the driver, we too could do with some food. We ordered the hot plates and got the first taste of their newly installed draught beer. This little detour was seeming like a good call. With the driver’s and our own stomachs satisfied we hopped into the tuk tuk and braved the journey along the dirt track roads.

Our accommodation was called Q Bungalows and was on top of a little hill. It consisted of lots of little wooden huts scattered across the grass lined by little lamps. The bathroom was separate from the huts and often had natures finest critters taking shelter inside. There was a little frog that lived in the crack of the wall in one of the shower rooms. On one occasion I went to use the toilet before bed only to be greeted by a little smiling frog looking up at me from the toilet basin. There was also a little restaurant with a pool table and swimming pool.

On Saturday morning we arose for a free breakfast and headed out to find our favourite spot – the beach! On the way we passed by the crab market, and because of a previous recommendation from our Canadian friends, we decided to give it a go – and boy am I glad we did! We each had three crabs each cooked with Kampot pepper (the best pepper in the world, we are self confessed pepper snobs now) and onions. IT WAS THE BEST SEAFOOD I’VE EVER HAD. We sat by the sea, gazing out at the baskets on the water catching crabs, as we ate our freshly caught crab! It took us over an hour and left us with very messy fingers but the effort was more than worth it, we felt we had worked for and therefore earned our meal. We were left satisfied for the entire day, which is an extreme rarity for us. After this unexpectedly lengthy food stop we, again, set off for the beach. The walk to the beach was actually pretty nice and also contained monkeys; an added surprise! The beach wasn’t the nicest beach we had been to, but was so quaint and perfect for what we desired – sea and sun. It was a nice change to see a beach packed with local people rather than tourists too! After a whole afternoon of beaching we walked back as the sun set, and made it back to our pool just in time to lie in it as the sun finally went down. We did have plans to hit a reggae party that night in the town, but got so carried away playing pool we decided against it!

And so on Sunday, we returned to our little home, with a warm greeting from our landlord Sam and his dog Yoyo.

The view from our balcony - if you look reeeeally closely you can see the sea

The view from our balcony – if you look reeeeally closely you can see the sea

The view from behind the hut

The view from behind the hut

Our little hut

Our little hut

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Another picture of the infamous crab.

Another picture of the infamous crab.

Sunset from the porch

Sunset from the porch

Sunset poolside

Sunset poolside

Walking back at sunset

Walking back at sunset

The crab village

The crab village

One of many sculptures around Kep

One of many sculptures around Kep

Ahhhhh, more empty roads

Ahhhhh, more empty roads

Our very lovely pool

Our very lovely pool

The quiet roads of Kep were a welcome change from the city

The quiet roads of Kep were a welcome change from the city

Little monkey on a little tree

Little monkey on a little tree

Aaaaand we found the beach

Aaaaand we found the beach

A woman crab collecting

A woman crab collecting

The most delicious crab, ever.

The most delicious crab, ever.

"I don't want any more photos, human"

“I don’t want any more photos, human”