Special interest and destination speakers have been presenting lectures about the history of all the countries we visit. Hearing a recounting of the dark chapters in Cambodia’s history were chilling. I guess it’s a good sign that travelers now feel safe to visit. In fact, Sihanoukville is expected to experience rapid acceleration of their tourism infrastructure.
Signs of poverty, however, are everywhere. We chose this young man whose name is Sokhom, to take us on a tour for two hours.
Competition for tourists’ money is intense – there must have been 50 tuk tuk drivers competing for ship guests to go on a tour with them – uncomfortably surrounding each person .until a decision is made. We chose our guide because we could understand his English.
Not sure what’s on these skewers – so we didn’t place an order.
Some wealthy Russians bought or leased an island and built a bridge to get there!
Cremation ashes are interred in stupa.
According to our guide, there is little healthcare in this area, and some children are raised in a self-perpetuating life style of begging. Sokhom has worked hard to educate himself and learn English to break out of what he called this “circle”.
“Wat” means temple or monastery. This is “Wat Krom”.
Golden statues abound in this Buddhist country.
The high monastery, “Wat Leu”
Great monkey photo taken on the steps of the Wat, yes?
According to our guide this tree is found only at a Wat. A traditional medicine is the tea made from the flower of the tree and given to pregnant women to secure safe childbirth.
We weren’t able to travel inland to Angkor Wat, the famous 12th century temple complex. Maybe some time in the future.
The Upper Market, the largest market in Sihanoukville.
For a few more dollars our driver brought us to the port entrance as far as he was allowed to go. Some ports are more attractive than others – maybe it’s the barbed wire?
Our final view of the city – we never did get the story about that airplane!
Right on schedule we set sail in a southeasterly direction for Thailand.