The Day Did Not Start Well – Chaos On Departure From Seam Reap
My log entry for this trip leaves the reader in no doubt as to how I felt:
Rose unspeakably early to catch ferry boat to Phnom Penh. Ghastly boat – cramped and uncomfortable in every way. The journey takes five hours. Get off feeling giddy and odd. Met by guide Weng who takes us to hotel.
We went in one of these monstrositiesThe pictures do not suggest that I was suffering quite as much as the words…
Just before we arrive at the Phnom Penh dock – even more chaotic than that at Seam Reap
Daisy’s main memory of this trip, apart from my deteriorating mood, is the chaos on arrival at Phnom Penh. We struggled to find our guide in the crowds. I insisted that we should find him to get help with our voluminous baggage, not least because the plank we had to walk to get off the boat was precarious to say the least – see the image at the top of the page, where said plank can be seen at the bottom of the photo.
Meanwhile, Daisy observed some of the locals stacking several bags on their heads to get them to dry land/relative safety and decided to emulate that method while I went off to find Weng. Or did Daisy “depend on the kindness of strangers” to help her with the baggage?
Neither of us can remember those details. Still, somehow, all of us and all of our baggage came out of the experience dry, united and in one piece.
We have a light lunch of soup full of stuff, then go off touring Phnom Penh…
…First stop, The National Museum, then back to the hotel to sort out problem over airline tickets. Then Monument Books for great cookbooks. Then Central Market (not so interesting). Then to Tuol Sleng Museum (harrowing).
No, not our hotel in Phnom Penh; harrowing scenes at the Tuol Sleng Holocaust Museum
Prompt finish – then wash change and take taxi to La Royal…
…lunch at Sampheap Restaurant. Tried chicken curry and coconut, fish soup (sour) water convulvus, grilled fish and rice.
Then home for siesta before setting off for “grand circuit” temples.
Drove past Prasat Kravan and on past Banteay Kdei and Srah Srang before stopping at Pre Rup.
Angles on Pre Rup
Also stopped to glance around East Mebon.
East Mebon (…North Mebon, West Mebon, Ealing Broadway…I’m getting lost again!)
Ignored Tra Som but took in Preah Neak Poan and Preah Khan.
Preah Neak PoanPreah Khan – stunning.
Did the mandatory Phnom Bakheng routine at sunset – Daisy going all the way to the top of the temple. Ged staying at the top of the mountain but not the temple.
Everybody who was anybody does Phnom Bakheng at sunset
Went round afterwards to sort out currency and try to get “passes” for tomorrow’s adventure – no joy.
The tale of our setting up of the 7 February adventure is rather strange one, but it says much about the prevailing issues and culture in Cambodia still in 2001.
Janie and I had identified, from a magazine article, a fascinating-looking day trip out of Siem Reap, which looked far more interesting to us than “yet another day looking at temples”. We discussed it with our Steppes East agent, who had alerted the local agent that we might want to do that, depending on the extent to which we were “templed out” after our first couple of days. Some people feel the need to take it easy the first two days and are grateful for more time around Siem Reap itself.
I knew that I would need to pay a supplement locally if we chose the extra excursion, of course.
Our local guide, Khouch, seemed almost distraught at the suggestion that he call his office in Phnom Penh and arrange the trip for us. He explained that it was somewhat off piste, so we would need to engage a local qualified guide when we got there. We knew that. Khouch explained that such journeys were hard on the vehicle, so the price for the extra road journey would be high. We knew that.
It became clear to us that, in Khouch’s mind, our request to vary the itinerary was a form of complaint about the arrangements we had pre-made, which it absolutely wasn’t. We had considered varying the arrangements in advance and been advised to vary them when we got to Cambodia for practical reasons.
We virtually had to drag him to the phone to call the office and have me agree to the “staggering” day trip fee (I think it was $150 or something like that for the two of us) with Khouch’s boss.
We got there in the end, but even at the end of our trip the head of the agency came to see us because he had been alerted by Khouch that we were unhappy about something…which we weren’t.
The agency head explained to us that young men like Khouch, who had been brought up in the time of terror, are very reluctant to take initiative and are very nervous that they might fall foul of authority, even in benign circumstances like ours.
I mean, could I possibly come across as THAT scary?
The thought of flying through the night, losing seven hours in the process and still getting up and touring hard the next day would be inconceivable for us now. But 25 years ago (as I write in early 2026) that is exactly what we did.
…then [we] go off to tour Angkor Wat.
Cover whole complex in a great deal of detail.
Dig the Naga features.There’s nothing like tits and bums sculptures to up the visitor rate at a site like Angkor Wat – in the same way, such photos up the click rate on a web site like OgblogUp and up we went.Intrepid – that’s the word for climbing explorers like me. Iantrepid even.The site at twighlight.
Daisy struggled to get the difference between Angkor Wat the temple and the rest of the old City complex!
I don’t suppose Daisy’s new biker boy friends explained it to her either.
[We] go to souvenir shop and then on to market before we realised how tired we were.
As usual, Daisy (Janie) got some superb market photos
Back to hotel for a splendid meal of mixed delights and early night.
Now, 25 years on, it is time to complete the Ogblogging of this wonderful trip. This page is NOT a highlight. But the following pages, touring the wonders of Cambodia (not least the well-toured Angkor Wat and several other lesser visited places) most certainly are highlights.
4 February 2001 – left London 9 am – by 3:30 am London time the next day we were in Siem Reap! Event free journey – almost pleasant.
5th February 2001 – our guide Khouch drops us at Sofitel – we sleep a while – then we go off to tour.