We spent two nights in a bungalow next to the beach for $15 a night each... and it just made me fall in love with Koh Rong. Waking up in a white mosquito net bedding and opening our little door to our balcony to the view of paradise sitting in a hammock is the most incredible feeling. On the second night we went to a bar called Cocos (there is less than a handful on the beach and all right next to each other) that had quiz night that we sucked at! I have never been good at trivia games. But we have been hanging out with the same friends a few days that we met a few days back the entire time.
On the third day after swimming in the water having fun we went to a beach called 4K Beach and to get there we had to climb over a bunch of rocks and walk a while down the beach. Once we arrived there was nobody else around and it was incredible to be in this moment of 'holy shit this is my life'. The beach was really shallow and reminded me of the dunes in Pullman, WA where I went to college. After we played for hours at the beach with our german friends we made our way back to the main part of Koh Rong when all of a sudden while walking through the forrest we found ourself in somebody else party on the beach. It was a local man who was having a celebration feast with all of his friends and family because he just opened up a brand new bungalow resort like the one we are staying at! Now I was drunk and when they insisted all of us to join them and eat I couldn’t say no! They had clams, shrimp, lobster, crab, noodles, rice and I ate it all! Jenn was having a rap off with a drunk guy going “babadee, babadoo” and that guy was trying to hit on our german girlfriend Indra so Jenn and I would interrupt him from trying to kiss her. They were such sincere guys that gave us tons of free beer and just wanted to see us happy which we were! (Besides the creeper kisser man) All of us were so happy it was a moment I will always remember.
The next day Jenn and I relaxed with everyone until 4pm when we left back to Sihanoukville. Did I mention it is a crazy boat ride to go back and forth from this island? At least it wasn't too long of a ride. Since everything is imported onto this small island that means that a lot of people that live there permanently have to go back and forth constantly. We spent one night in Sihanoukville for $8 in a small guest house just to unwind from the hype of the island. This town is small but after all of the craziness of Koh Rong a night of movie watching and just being lazy is exactly what we needed.
After another long bus ride we finally ended up in our third and final city in Cambodia, Phnom Penn. When we arrived we instantly had dinner at some random restaurant we saw a lot of locals eating at (pro tip - go to restaurants with less white people and more locals!) and it was pretty good! Then we grabbed our backpacks and walked around and asked a few different hotels/hostels prices and decided on a hotel that was $7 a night and it was called Last Home Gueshouse ran by an elder women all by herself. This place was small and narrow like a lot of the buildings in this city with a lot of stairs. We spent two nights here and the first night we just walked around the town and had a few beers at a bar down the street and met a couple! The lady was 38 years old and Cambodian and used to be a prostitute! (There are a lot of prostitutes in this town!). Her husband is 54 and they got married a year ago. He bought her her own perfume store that she runs and since he is from Australia he flies back and forth from Australia to Cambodia for "business" but never brings his wife.. I am sure he was a second family or a secret life back home since he never takes her! She was awesome but I had bad vibes from her husband. After that couple left we then then we met an older guy named Papa who has 6 kids with 3 women. He told me if you have a guy’s ego you’re in control. When you put your guard down and just talk to strangers it is incredible the types of stories you will hear if you just listen.
The next day we hired a tuk tuk driver that we met on the street to take us to The Killing Fields where 3 million Cambodians were brutally killed in a massive genocide. The tour provided us with headphones and you walk around this place taking it all in. The audio tells you the trees where people were hung and beaten on and the grave sites and it is just the weirdest feeling walking around this place that so many people have died at in the exact spot. In the middle of the old camp you see skulls all piled up on top of each other it was hard to swallow. These are the types of things in history class I wish I learned. We get taught about American History but why wasn't I taught this?
Last night we went out again to the bars and had 3 beers and just played a few games of pool at an empty bar and called it a night. We are currently at a rooftop restaurant now drinking 50 cent beers waiting for our midnight bus to Saigon. (Ho Chi Minh City) I can’t believe how far we have traveled and that I only have a few short weeks left. Must remember that I am living out my future memories, so I better make them count.
Through my travels the only two pieces of technology I brought were my cell phone and my camera. I kept a small blue journal with me throughout the whole trip to document when times were quiet. I suggest everyone that travels to bring a Journal and Pencil.