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From Phnom Penh, Cambodia
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Friday, December 21, 2007 |
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First, sorry for being so lack in posting! After the dolphins the Brits & I headed to the capital, Phnom Penh. There we dived right into the bar scene. We spent a week there & seriously, saw nothing! Not one single thing & there are things to see & do there! I found out Cambodia is one of the few super easy countries to get a residency visa... so I've been kind of thinking about it as a possible place to live eventually. And I happened to mentioned this at an expat bar. Well, this British expat (& he's a gorgeous Brad Pitt look-alike) took us under his wing & showed us around town, introducing us other expats & taking us to the good resturants & bars. After just a week, it was like we knew someone nearly everywhere we went. We also befriended a Norweign expat bar owner... the first day we spent 9hrs straight at his place! Plus we had many other several hour stints there. Really a nice guy. So nice, we're heading back to Phnom Penh to spend Christmas eve with him. Plus I need to get back to to see all the sights I missed the first time. Not so sure it's the place I want to live... well not if I don't want to become a full-time alcholoic... Tags: Cambodia expat visa |
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From Krachen, Cambodia
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Tuesday, December 11, 2007 |
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From the Laos-Cambodian border we headed to Kratie, Cambodia where the endangered river dolphins are located. It was a nice little town with not a lot going on... let me revise that... nothing going on. The first night we were lucky & found a great American-owned restaurant where we sang Carpenters songs with the very camp gay owner until close. But the next night we headed out for dinner after 9pm & ended back at our hotel because the entire town was shut down.  a dolphin In the afternoon we rented motorbikes & headed out to the nature reserve to see the dolphins. Part of the admission fee is for a small boat to take you into the center of the river where the dolphins hang out & we timed it perfectly with the sunset. While living in Los Angeles, every spring for many years I would go on a short boat cruise to see the whales. All the boats offer a "see the whales or money back guarantee" & EVERY year they point to some random ripple on the surface, say its a whale's back & keep my money. So I'm a little bitter about fish watching cruises. But I was really happy & rather shocked that we were able to see & even hear lots of these beautiful dolphins.
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From Krachen, Cambodia
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Monday, December 10, 2007 |
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The Laos-Cambodia border's only been steadily open for a little while. A guidebook describes it perfectly as the Wild West. I bought a $30 package to get across... I hate that! Packages are for travel wimps... not to mention the expense... but I thought it'd be safer. The trip starts great... the Brits I'm still with & I are driven to the border in the nicest truck I've been in yet. We were warned there's an unofficial $1 Laos departure tax but when I step up the officer looks me up & down & says $2 & that's US dollars, not his own currency. I bitch, moan, ask to see this in writing. But he doesn't budge... I relent but demand a receipt with his name. He pulls out a receipt book & I decide it might actually be legit. But then one of the Brits step up & says he's not American & so he doesn't have US dollars... nice approach... his payment - $1.50 local currency.
But it's not over... we're officially out of Laos but not in Cambodia yet. (Would that be No Man's Land?) And the stupid company we purchased the trip from drives away in the nice truck & tells us this other guy, who can't speak English, will take us in this van that's falling apart... & we're supposed to wait at this soup shack, probably owned by a cousin or someone who'll give 'em a commission. After about 30 minutes, one of the other Brits from the island shows up... & he's only paid $1 to the officer.  this is the immigration office An hour later & we bitch to our new driver, which requires all humans in a mile radius to come over to translate. But it works & we're finally on our way to the Cambodian border... but there are 2 borders. Only one issues visas on arrival. And he's taking us to the one that doesn't... & I don't have a visa. Everyone else does. He eventually takes us all to the other border crossing, but the best we can figure is he was either shutting us up by taking us somewhere or, even more likely, spreading out the baksheesh opportunity. Because of course these Cambodian officials also demand extra money. So we're at this first crossing, which is not a physical crossing, just a place to get a stamp in your passport & these officials are demanding $2 per person for the stamp. One of the Brits says ok but I need a receipt & the official says "$1 - no receipt". Now we know for sure it's bogus. But they still want money & they're holding the passports. You can't go anywhere in the world without your passport...it's the most valuable thing you carry while traveling. But they don't have my passport, & I'm feeling feisty... so I pull out my camera & start asking the officials if I can take their photo. Ok, yeah, that was probably stupid... one of the Brits pulls me away & tells me not to get arrested. During this the group gets away without paying. Now the group is officially in Cambodia, I'm officially nowhere & physically we're all back in the soup shack. Waiting to squeeze more westerners into the decrypted van. But while we're waiting, the group forms a plan to get me through the border sans baksheesh. And it works. I first go to one official to get the visa. He wants $22; I know the price is $20... & I tell him I know the price is only $20. At this point I'm pretty crabby... I put a twenty on the table, stare him down for awhile then grab my passport & ask "ok?" I leave without getting shot in the back. Let me add that everyone in both Laos & Cambodia carry automatic weapons. Next I have to get the stamp my friends got at the last stop. I get the stamp & then this group of officials demand their pretend $2 fee... but the British guys crowd around me, & one, who's 6'5", moves next to a Cambodian official half his size & ever so nicely says he'd like my passport back. They hand it to me & I thank them. But the crappy day is not yet over.... next we're driven to a river & our driver points to a leaky canoe of a ferry & says goodbye. Where's he going? What are we supposed to do next? And why the fuck aren't we using the bridge down the road? But the guy doesn't really speak English... so we get in the boat.
When we cross we do find another van & driver & are once again instructed to eat at someone's cousin's restaurant. Plus it's now 2pm & that's when we were supposed to arrive at our final destination that's still 3hrs away. Another hour later our original group plus 4 more westerners & a local lady with black teeth & a chicken squeeze inside a different van while 2 more locals ride on top. It's now late afternoon & the sun is casting long shadows & one of the westerners notice from the shadows that the guys on top of the van are going through our bags up there. We quickly devise a plan to demand to pull over to pee & then I'll sit on top & watch our stuff... when I lived in Nepal I'd only ride on the top of a bus... I love it & I was excited to do it. It was so wonderfully freeing up there that all the crap from the day just kind of blew away!
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From Don Dhet, Laos
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Sunday, December 09, 2007 |
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After Paske I headed south to Si Don Phan, also called the area of 4,000 islands. I'd soooo been looking forward to going there! This area was known for $1 riverside bungalows & pink dolphins.  photo by Andy Hall There are 3 different islands people go to. Two don't have electricity & are known for having a real party scene with lots of drugs. The 3rd island town, has electricity, a big selling point for me & it just so happened that for Lao National Day there were going to be traditional dragon boat races there... so it wasn't a hard choice, I choose that one.
When we got there (I'm still traveling with the Brits), after another leaky canoe trip, we found a huge stage in the center of town... with an even bigger stack of speakers... this wasn't just some boat races, this was a major party. Turned out there were 4 stages with bands & fans coming from around the country. There were lots of market stalls, typical carnival games & some rides. Very cool. Until the night. Not so cool then. Most of the hotels in town were full... & not with westerners as much as Laotians... so we ended up at the cheapest place in town (at a $3 jacked up holiday rate). Fine, no big deal except it had bamboo walls. And there were a 1,000 speakers pointed right at the hotel. The beds actually bounced a little with the bass!! And then when the music would finally stop at 5am, the roosters kicked in! The hotel actually had their own roosters...which is now on my list of things to look out for when looking for a hotel. But it was actually ok; I found the perfect tree to hang my hammock & caught up on my Zzz's while swinging in the breeze right over the Mekong. Not too bad. We also spent a lot of time hanging out in a bar right over the river where we could watch the boats. Before the race the teams would row up & down the river with musicians on board trying to get people to cheer for them. And strangely, most of the teams wore English footballer uniforms... our group was now up to 4 Brits so these guys divvied out the boats based on team & we put money down. In the end, we’d drank too much & couldn't figure out who won! Oh, & the dolphins, found out they're not actually pink & they're easier to see in my next stop in Cambodia. Tags: Laos island |
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From Pakxe, Laos
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Friday, December 07, 2007 |
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I love brightly painted happy buses & if they have balled fringe curtains - even better! Well the bus I took from Vientiane to Paske did not disappoint...it could easily have been done by the 'Pimp My Ride' guys! It was a double-decker thing airbrushed in every non-human neon color, with bright pink & green curtains & karaoke monitors. For a 9hr overnight ride, it wasn't hellacious. I even fell sound enough asleep that I barely woke up when we ran over something (someone?!?). But still, not a great sleep. So when I stumbled off the bus in a sleep stupor, I was lucky to find these 2 Brits who seemed to have a plan. And it turned out they were there to see the same things I wanted to.
We ended up renting motorbikes that day & driving into the Bolaven Plateau. I've really begun channeling my inner biker chick! It was a beautiful drive thru small mountain villages with coffee fields & we went to see 2 fantastic waterfalls in the jungle. Just an all around perfect day. The next day the 3 of us rented motorbikes again & this time went to the Khmer ruins of Champask, a world heritage site. The temple was fairly large & well preserved & I got all excited because there were both Hindu & Buddhist deities. But like the day before, the ride was more interesting than the attraction. We had to drive thru more little villages while avoiding cows, water buffaloes, goats, dogs & suicidal chickens. But best of all, we had to cross the river & there was no bridge... so we drove drive down the river bank, then pushed the bikes over a 6" wide piece of wood onto the "ferry" which was just 2 canoes connected together by five more 6" wide planks! Plus the canoes leaked!! The captain had to bail while he steered!!!
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