You can send photos to describe the locals, bring home souvenirs to remember the handicrafts, upload videos to Youtube to show the journey and communicate everything you see in so many formats if you want to. That’s why it struck me so much to find the one thing that really can’t go into this blog or any other for that matter…They one thing that we have to really try hard to remember, that we can’t take any snapshots of or take home….The smell of fields and fields of coriander.
After all that temple-trudging, the 5 boys (as well as the men and women) really deserved a paradise beach holiday. From Siem Reap, this requires crossing the entire country on its highways (a relative term) Read more…
Now with our expanded party of 9, we left the capital for Siem Reap ready to take on the hordes and elbow shuffle our way through the temples. We toyed with the idea of taking Read more…
We planned to ride a few more days to Phnom Penh and then pack up the bikes, so we headed in a roughly northerly direction and our faith in Lord Google was shaken… It turns Read more…