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Battambang and around, Cambodia

Battambang was a bit of an itinerary afterthought for us. We wanted to break our journey between Kampot and Siem Reap without staying in Phnom Penh again. We’d read that there was a scenic boat ride from Battambang to Siem Reap but the Lonely Planet didn’t make much more of the town so we got a very pleasant surprise!

20131204-131332.jpgRiverside in Battambang

On arrival at the bus company’s office we knew that the hotel we’d booked was only a few minutes walk away so we had to make our way through the usual Cambodian scrum of tuk-tuk drivers without accepting a lift. One of the drivers spoke really good English and started trying to lead us away, we thought he was taking us to his tuk-tuk but he was just walking us to the corner from where we could see our hotel. We told him we hadn’t decided what to do the following day but he gave us his name, David, and phone number and said to ring if we needed a driver.

The next morning, after getting a bit of a hard sell from the hotel reception about taking a tour with one of their recommended drivers we decided to call friendly David instead. We told him a couple of things that we were interested in seeing and he basically worked those into a day with stops elsewhere along the way, and lots of corny jokes…

David: How do you put an elephant in the fridge?
J&A: Hmm, don’t know.
David: It’s a piece of cake, you just open the door and put him in.

A little while later,

David: How do you put a giraffe in the fridge?
J&A: Easy, just open the door and put him in.
David: No, no, no, first you have to take the elephant out and then you can put him in.

And so it went on, which is to say that he was lots of fun and very good company.

The day started with a quick tour of sights in the city, including examples of French colonial architecture, a monument made of guns which were collected during an amnesty period and the statue of the mythical figure of Dom Boeng – the legend of his lost magical stick gave the city its name.

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20131203-092741.jpgNaga sculpture made of gun parts and statue of Dom Boeng (bottom left)

Next was a trip along the very wobbly rails on the bamboo train. When we got off we found David playing chess with another driver. He’d just lost a game and asked if we wanted to watch a rematch. Neither of us are really chess players but we both have an understanding of the basic rules. Apparently though Asian rules are different to European as there were a few times when we were left wondering how a certain move was made (or not made). David won the match and we set off again in good spirits.

20131128-113511.jpgDavid (left) moving into a winning position

Various short stops followed – an old wooden house, a ‘dancing’ bridge, a fishing village, a mushroom farm, and trees full of roosting fruit bats – before we arrived at Prasat Phnom Banon, Cambodia’s only winery, for a tasting. I can’t say that the wine was good, but it was OK, I guess they’re still learning…

20131204-124417.jpgFishing from the riverbank, mushrooms, roosting fruit bats

20131128-121453.jpgAndrew and David on the ‘dancing’ bridge – locals cross the bridge on motorbikes and bicycles as well as on foot

20131128-113603.jpgOur tasting (left to right): honey and ginger juice, grape juice, brandy, red wine

After a quick lunch and a random meeting with a French couple we’d last bumped into in Mongolia (hello Sebastian and Charlotte!) we headed up the 368 steps to Wat Banan. The temple ruins consist of 5 towers situated on the top of the hill. They were built in the 11th century and although in a somewhat tumbledown condition they are in a lovely location and you can still see some beautiful carvings.

20131204-131247.jpgTemple towers at Wat Banan

20131204-131310.jpgAndrew counting the steps with a local helper, carvings above the doorways and on the walls

Next stop, after a ride down a bumpy track, was another, quite different temple. Phnom Sampeau is a modern, working temple and is nothing unusual if you’ve visited temples in other parts of Cambodia. The highlight of the visit there is its position on top of a hill and the stunning views over the surrounding countryside from the top. Nearby is the site of a Killing Cave, used by the Khmer Rouge to dispose of anyone believed to be a threat to the regime, in a similar way to the Killing Field that we visited in Phnom Penh.

20131204-131857.jpgPhnom Sampeau (clockwise from top left): Fabric streamer inside the Killing Cave, colourful temple roof, a curious monkey

20131204-124646.jpgStunning views from Phnom Sampeau

The hill which Phnom Sampeau is built on also contains a cave which is home to thousands of bats. Every evening at sunset the bats stream out of the cave to go to their hunting grounds and eat mosquitos. It was one of those sights, like the frozen sea at Jurmala in Latvia, or the story behind the Vinh Moc tunnels in central Vietnam, that we knew nothing about before we arrived but just blew our minds. It was absolutely breathtaking, and even after we’d watched the bats stream out for about 10 minutes and we’d set off back to the city we could still see the wave of them winding over the fields. Awe inspiring.

20131204-124819.jpgThe light was too low, and the bats too fast, to get a good photo, but imagine this density of bats streaming out for 30-40 minutes

The next day we had a less packed schedule. We wandered through town and along the riverside, taking a closer look at the architecture before visiting the small (and pretty uninspiring) Battambang Museum and spending a leisurely afternoon in Kinyei cafe. That evening we went to the circus. This is not something we’d usually be interested in, but after discovering that it was the #1 rated attraction for Battambang on Tripadvisor our interest was piqued.

Phare Ponleu Selpak is an NGO working with vulnerable and disadvantaged teenagers by providing social support, education and arts programs. They run visual arts courses which result in some remarkable paintings, some of which we had a chance to see before the show and we may well have bought one if we wouldn’t have had to carry it. The other major courses that they run are in performing arts, specifically circus skills, and they have frequent shows to give the students an opportunity to practice in front of an audience at the same time as raising money through ticket sales.

The evening that we visited was the turn of the second year students. The show included contortions, acrobatics and clowning, and it was fast paced and lots of fun. Their inexperience was sometimes clear and occasionally they had to have a second attempt before reaching the pose they were trying for. But when they managed it their grins were huge, it was obvious that they were having a great time and their enthusiasm was infectious. We came away with huge grins on our faces too.

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After an interesting and enjoyable two days it was time for the ‘scenic boat ride’. The boat service from Battambang to Siem Reap is more expensive than the bus, takes longer, is not very comfortable (the seats are wooden) and is not much fun in the rain as the boat leaks and the luggage gets wet as we found out to our cost during the hour or so that it rained, fortunately most of our stuff was in plastic bags. Nevertheless, if you have the time, the scenery and local life are different to anything you would see from the bus. I don’t want to put anyone off but there are definitely cons to be weighed against the pros before deciding on this journey. For us it was similar to some of the things we saw in the Mekong delta and the cruise from Cat Ba island – life lived from boats and along the riverbank, floating houses and shops.

20131206-110923.jpgPart of the journey is through narrow channels between the mangrove, the boat docked at a floating village shop at roughly the halfway point, the final part of the journey was through the bird sanctuary and biosphere of Prek Toal at the western end of the huge Tonle Sap lake

20131206-110943.jpgThis man paddled over to meet our boat and collect a box

The Battambang Bamboo Train, Cambodia

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Riding the Bamboo Train

Just outside the town of Battambang in North-West Cambodia is the Bamboo Train. Here’s an excerpt from the Lonely Planet:

The bamboo train is one of the world’s all-time classic rail journeys. From O Dambong, on the east bank 3.7km south of Battambang’s Old Stone Bridge, the train runs southeast to O Sra Lav, via half an hour of clicks and clacks along warped, misaligned rails and vertiginous bridges left by the French.

Each bamboo train – known in Khmer as a norry (nori) – consists of a 3m-long wood frame, covered lengthwise with slats made of ultra-light bamboo, that rests on two barbell-like bogies, the aft one connected by fan belts to a 6HP gasoline engine. Pile on 10 or 15 people or up to three tonnes of rice, crank it up and you can cruise along at about 15km/h.

Or if there are only 2 or 3 people, it can reach speeds of 50km/h plus – I’m not sure we went that fast but it certainly felt quick to us as we were seated so close to the rails with the bushes rushing past on either side. Hopefully you can get a sense of the speed from this short bit of video I took.. (sound is sort of recommended).

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As there’s only one set of tracks on the ~5km section, there’s the very likely scenario of meeting another tourist-laden train coming the other way. I guess that’s why these trains are easily dismantled, and as I helped our driver take ours apart I found that they’re pretty heavy too!

The only scheduled stop is the little ‘village’ of O Sra Lav whose claim to fame is a brick factory.

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The brick factory at O Sra Lav: Brick making machine; local child doodling on the drying bricks; and one of the 3 kilns, made from bricks. From a kiln. Also made from bricks. Which came first?

After fending off the local shopowners offering t-shirts, scarves and refreshments we headed back the way we’d come, on the rickety-rockety, clickety-clackety Battembang Bamboo Train.

Kampot, Cambodia

In researching destinations in Cambodia, we’d read that the southern coast has quite an up-and-coming beach resort, some calling it the ‘Benidorm’ of Asia. We’re not alone in thinking Sihanoukville is not our cup of tea, so we decided to visit the nearby town of Kampot instead.

Described as quiet, laid-back and relaxing, it was just the sort of place we were looking for after the bustle of Phnom Penh. Kampot is probably best known, if it’s known at all, for its pepper – at one time the gastronomic highlight of table condiments throughout France.

As well as relaxing, here are some of the sights and attractions we enjoyed in and around Kampot.

Bokor Hill Station

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The old Palace Hotel & Casino. Legend has it that due to its cliff side location, the casino part was relocated to reduce the number of gambling-induced suicides

The biggest ‘attraction’ in Kampot is this old colonial French hill station which overlooks both the Gulf of Thailand and Kampot Town. Consisting of a Palace Hotel & Casino, shops, a post office (demolished), a church and some Royal Apartments, these long abandoned concrete buildings are now covered in moss and lichen which gives an eerie presence.

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The old Palace, from the front. Every room is en-suite, and had flushing toilets – the very height of luxury and rare at the time

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The old Church. The Palace Hotel (above) was covered in the same red lichen until it was recently repaired and made safe

In a tragic march of progress, the current lease-holder is seemingly unchallenged in their plans to cover the entire hill-top in hotels and housing estates. Fortunately, the building work has yet to start in earnest.

We took an organised day-trip tour and our guide was excellent. Not only in recalling the dates and history of the buildings and the area, but for welcoming discussion about Cambodia’s current political and commercial development which I found fascinating.

It’s also on tours like this that we get to meet fellow travellers, swap tips and tales, and practice our wider vocabulary of conversational English. We had the delightful pleasure of getting to know Rosie and Ed over the course of the afternoon, and if you check out their take on Kampot, see if you can spot us in one of their photos..

Pepper Farm

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The eccentric owner of a small pepper farm, who can conduct his tour in English, French, or German

Although we’ve seen pepper growing before, I was still quite excited, and this time we got a full explanation of how they get black, white, red and green peppercorns from the same plant, and how to tell the difference by taste and smell!

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Mr Pepper explaining how they produce black, white, red and green peppercorns

Fresh Crabs, and the beach in nearby Kep

The fresh crabs that the nearby town of Kep is famous for deserved its own post. I did look for peppered crabs, but alas, I must be the only one who thought of it as I didn’t see it on any of the Kep riverside restaurant menus.

Kep also has a (very) small stretch of beach, which they’ve bulked up with a recent delivery of pre-bleached sand. It’s a pleasant, quiet spot, and we enjoyed a leisurely stroll to the other end and back. Had we thought to bring our swimming costumes we might have taken a dip!

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Julie on Kep beach

Eating Crabs in Kep, Cambodia

The town of Kep on the southern coastline of Cambodia is famous for its fresh crabs, so when we visited we just had to try them.

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Welcome to Kep. Not sure I could eat a whole one of those, mind..

At the end of the riverside restaurants is the Kep market, where crab nets are pulled in and live crabs are bought by weight then cooked to order immediately. We watched the whole process and I daresay you cannot get fresher crabs than this..

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From the sea

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Out of the basket

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Into the pan, where they get a fork prong in the face. It’s pretty brutal and I imagine it’s the equivalent of a garden fork up the nose. That’s gotta sting

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The crabs are handed off to a row of ladies that tend the cooking pots. They add a cup or two of water and put them on to boil

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When the crabs were cooked, they were handed back to us in a carrier bag. Mmmm.. a bag of crabs!

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Tasty. And a little crunchy