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We walked the beach to the small fishing village. Lots of nice restaurants and small shops. Found the perfect bar….they had a projection screen right on the beach playing World Cup Soccer. We sat on big bean bags with candle lit tables in the sand.
The next morning we took a speed boat tour to Ang Thong National Park. We snorkeled for an hour along a coral reef. Once inside the park we saw rock formations that apparently looked like various animals. This one is a monkey with praying hands.
A lion laying down….
Colorful fishing boats. We have broken our vegetarianism….the fresh seafood is amazing.
We hiked up to a saltwater lake. We could see tropical fish and even some coral. They say there was a tunnel connecting the island to the sea…but it has since collapsed.
The view from the top. A precarious climb…almost like going up and down ladders.
We spent the afternoon on another island…eating lunch and kayaking. However, Dean and I opted to lay under a palm tree, napping and swimming in the ocean. On the trip home we had the excitement of running out of gas. Luckily they had a reserve tank…and once they ripped up the floor and manually moved the fuel line we were A-okay. On our last night the fishing village had a street market. Music, dancing, street foods…fun! Now on to Ko Tao…more island hopping!
We decided to spend two nights in the capital of Cambodia, Phnom Penh. We wanted to do a Hash run and learn more about the Khmer Rouge revolution. The Hash was quite an adventure. Unfortunately we did not bring our camera…or should I say fortunately…it would have been ruined. We arrived at an abandoned train station and piled into the back of a “livestock” truck. We basically stood in the back of the truck, bouncing over huge potholes and careening through Cambodian traffic for about 45 minutes. About half way there we just about drowned in a torrential thunderstorm, which did not stop for the next few hours. Our destination was a beautiful temple out in the countryside. We ran 6 miles through cow pies, rice paddies, barbed wire fences, herds of cattle, past huts and naked babies…all in mud and water up to our calves. One of those adventures you never forget! (and my running shoes will never smell the same…)
Our favorite place in Phnom Penh….our private soaking pool. Every time we ventured out into the heat we knew our refreshing pool was waiting for us. Our tiny hotel, The 240, was wonderful.
Disclaimer…prepare to be depressed. This is the Tuol Sleng Museum. In 1975 this High School was taken over by Pol Pot’s security forces and turned into a prison known as Security Prison 21 (S-21). This became the largest centre of detention and torture in the country. Between 1975-1978 more than 17,000 people held at S-21 were taken to the killing fields.
Building A was used for detaining cadres who were accused of leading the uprise against Pol Pot. There were torture tools and shackles present. The front of the buildings were covered in a fishnet of barbed wire, preventing prisoners from committing suicide by jumping down.
The Security of Regulation…rules to be followed. Next to this was the pull up bars that had been used by the children of the school for physical education. It was turned into an interrogation and torture machine. I will spare you the details.
The Khmer Rouge leaders were meticulous in keeping records. Each prisoner was photographed, sometimes before and after torture. I could not photograph the “after” pictures…too disturbing. The museum displays include room after room of harrowing black-and-white photo’s…men, women and children that were later killed. It brought tears to our eyes…some looked so terrified.