My Trip To Cambodia

Started by TehBorken, Dec 19 06 09:52

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Sportsdude

looks like southern florida with the rain lol.  
"We can't stop here. This is bat country."

P.C.

Cool clips TB.  Jebus......you're taking your life in your hands driving there !!!  I hope you took lots of underwear.
Sir Isaac Newton invented the swinging door....for the convenience of his cat.

GORDY GAMBINO

Congratulations Teh and fiancee on your recent engagement. Hope it all works out for you both. And Teh i agree she is beautiful.
CAPO DI TUTTI CAPPI

TehBorken

 GORDY GAMBINO wrote:
Congratulations Teh and fiancee on your recent engagement. Hope it all works out for you both. And Teh i agree she is beautiful.

Thank you Gordy. Yeah, she done stole my heart.

 
The real trouble with reality is that there's no background music.

Lise

Thank you for the cool video links, TB. Interesting to see how ppl drive there. I think I would be down on the floor of the car, balling my eyes out. YIKES!!!
Always end the name of your child with a vowel, so that when you yell the name will carry.
Bill Cosby.

Schadenfreude

Lise wrote:
Thank you for the cool video links, TB. Interesting to see how ppl drive there. I think I would be down on the floor of the car, balling my eyes out. YIKES!!![/DIV]
 The back seat is for balling girls.
"I used to rock and roll all night and party every day, then it was every other day.  Now I'm lucky if I can find half an hour a week in which to get funky."

Lise

Eeeeeow....... *scrap image from mind*
Always end the name of your child with a vowel, so that when you yell the name will carry.
Bill Cosby.

tenkani

 The back seat is for balling girls.

  I lolled so hard I nearly rolfed.[/DIV]
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of Juan Valdez
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of coffee forever.

P.C.

Sir Isaac Newton invented the swinging door....for the convenience of his cat.

Sportsdude

patients P.C. patients.. hehe  
"We can't stop here. This is bat country."

TehBorken

   My 5th trip to Cambodia

It was time to go see my sweetheart again. :)

Because I'm not a glutton for punishment, I upgraded my tickets to the "Deluxe" level for the trip. In short, it was well worth it- the seats are bigger, recline more, and the in-flight service is far better. Because I've accumulated about a billion air miles with EVA, I get to make use of their VIP lounges in the airports, and that's damn nice too. You get to hang around in a private little VIP lounge with all the snacks and drinks you can eat for free, plus free wireless as well. They also serve all sorts of full meals there too (kung pao chicken, twice-cooked beef, hotdogs, salads, etc etc).

The flight this time was flawless- we took off on time, the connections went perfectly, and we landed on time as well. Total flight time from liftoff in Seattle to touchdown in Phnom Penh was about 17 hours and 45 minutes. The landing in Taiwan (Taoyuan International Airport) was done in absolute pitch-black, zero-visibility conditions and it was also raining like hell. I've made over 1,000 landings in commercial airliners and this was the smoothest landing I've ever experienced. We descended through the rain and fog without being able to see a damn thing (not even the airport lights), and suddenly we were taxiing along to the gate. It was flat-out amazing. If I didn't know better I'd swear we taxied all the way from Seattle, it was that smooth of a landing.

My fiance had been chatting with a group of people outside of the airport in Phnom Penh waiting for me to arrive. When I finally appeared she came up and hugged me and the crowd of people she'd been talking with all started clapping and cheering. It was damn funny, and I had no idea what it was all about until she told me. They were just happy to see her meet me.

We checked in at the Phnom Penh Hotel and just relaxed for a while, then took the requisite nap. I'd been up for 45 hours at that point and I wasn't good for much except holding down a pillow.

Over the next couple of days we cruised around the city, did a little shopping, and visited a few people. We went to visit her folks and they were glad to see me.

With a little bit of whining I finally convinced my sweetheart to let me drive the moto around this time. Traffic in Phnom Penh is chaotic at best and friggin' scary at worst- it's totally unordered and free-form. You can drive on any side of the road at any time and go in any direction you like. You can stop whenever and wherever you like at any time, and turn wherever the hell you feel like it without regard for anyone or anything. You can make a full u-turn in the middle of the street across 4 lanes of traffic and no one bats an eyelash. Needless to say, this takes a little bit of getting used to.

To turn left, for example, you don't wait until you come to the intersection and then turn- instead, about two or three hundred feet *before* the turn you just drift across the center line and pull into oncoming traffic (!!), and then work your way over to the left where the streets cross. You cut the corner and turn directly into the oncoming traffic on that street and then work your way across the street to the right until you merge with the flow of traffic. I should add that you pay absolutely no attention to the stoplights, red or green, you go if you feel like it.

If you're at an intersection and want to turn left, you simply turn to the left (straight into the oncoming traffic!) and weave your way up the street, cutting to the right repeatedly until you cross the center line and merge with the traffic flow in the direction you want to go. I'm not making this up. This is how you drive in Phnom Penh, and it's the same way if you're driving a car or truck. Please refer to this extremely high-quality traffic diagram for a visual example:
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Green: traffic flow of cars, trucks, and motos
Blue: How normal people make a left turn
Red: How to make a left turn in Phnom Penh

It only works because Phnom Penh drivers are very cooperative, not like in the US where it's always a race to get in front of your enemy (the other drivers). You beep your horn a lot to let people know you're moving over or coming up behind them or whatever.

It's a friendly thing, not like in the US. In the US when you beep your horn it means one thing: "F*CK YOU, A**HOLE!", whereas in Phnom Penh beeping your horn basically just means "I have a horn, isn't it nice?". You beep your horn and lots of people beep back: "I like your horn, please listen to the wonderful melody mine also makes."

It's like echo-location; you beep and then you hear three or four (or twenty) horns beeping back. The horns in the US are also very offensive- quite loud and strident sounding. The horns in Phnom Penh are actually kind of cute little "beep beep" horns instead of the BEEEEEPF*CKYOUBASTARDhorns typical in the States.

So anyway, I drove the moto around, and to be honest it scared the pants off of my fiance more than a bit. She was worried I'd hit something or someone and she was always cautioning me "Easy, easy!" or "No hurry, no hurry honey". Lol. I will say that to my credit that although we had a couple of close calls, I never hit anything, ran over anyone, and we never fell off the moto or fell over in the street.

I've mentioned traffic signs before, but allow me to state again for the record that they mean NOTHING. Just like the lines in the road, they are purely ornamental in nature. You could remove all the road signs in Phnom Penh and not only would traffic flow normally, but no one would even notice they were gone.

The police were everywhere and would see me go by but they never batted an eye or stopped me. I mean, it was painfully obvious that I was NOT from Phnom Penh and that I most certainly did NOT have a Cambodian driver's license, but they couldn't care less. They just didn't give a damn as long as I didn't hit anything.

I loved driving in Phnom Penh, it was both exhilarating and exciting. It was also very liberating to drive without worrying about any pesky rules or laws or speed limits.

We stopped for gas and because the air was kind of muggy my fiance put on her filter mask. Here she is, dressed up like a bandit girl.
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Later we went to a place called the Dream Garden. (See pics below.) The Dream Garden is a place with all these nice little open-air gazebos on the water. You can relax in them and they'll bring food and drinks out to you, and you can fish from the little gazebos as well if you want. A friend of mine here recommended it highly, so we went to see it.

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Now, although the pictures make it look lovely, the fact is that the Dream Garden is a messy, muddy, rundown pit of filth.  We drove all the way there, got out, and spent 10 minutes walking around in the mud before we left. It should have been named the Nightmare Garden or the Mud Garden. It was gross. After escaping from the Mud Garden we laughed all the way back to Phnom Penh about how awful it was.

We did find another place that was very similar but it was much nicer, it's in a place called "Tablai Battai" (my spelling is almost certainly wrong). It was much cleaner and we intend to go back there during my next trip. The little gazebos are out on the water and you walk on a very skinny little board "bridge" a couple hundred feet to get out to them. It's basically a plank on some little stilts that connects the gazebo and the shoreline.
There were some gorgeous old ruins at Tablai Battai, and I got a few good pics of them.
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Along the way we passed these places where they carve life-sized wooden animals. They're bigger than they look- the tigers are about 4 feet high at the shoulder. I want one of the tigers, but I doubt it would fit on the plane. Very cool stuff, though.
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When I drove to Tablai Battai and back, I didn't wear a hat or long-sleeved shirt. That was a big mistake. I got so sunburned I could hardly move. I was bright, bright red and looked like I'd been deep-fried. My scalp was also burned. It hurt so much that I couldn't even brush my hair. (On the plane trip back I wore my hat so as not to scare anyone because my face was peeling really badly and looked pretty f*cking horrible.) 

Later we went shopping and I came across Welfare Barbie. No kidding, see the pics for proof.
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Okay, so it isn't an actual Barbie, but it's the same damn thing. I have NO idea what this doll was meant to be.

While shopping we saw a place accepting applications for employment. What caught my eye was one of the "essential requirements" to be hired: you had to be a male or female.
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I guess they don't hire hermaphrodites.

Another pic was worth taking. These are some steps that go up and down to a neighbor's home. The picture doesn't really show it well, but these steps are practically vertical.

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They go up about 10 feet in a horizontal space of about 4 feet. It's like climbing a stepladder. And the ceiling is low- only about 6 feet tall at the highest point. It's just weird construction. And of course there are no lights in the stairwells, so watch your footing or else.

We visited my fiance's doctor and let me tell you, it's not like here. This is the doctor's office, open to the street:
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And this is the street out front of the doctor's office:
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Nice, isn't it? :) My advice is not to get sick unless you really have to.

I also got a nice shot of the sunrise from our hotel room. The pic is really big, but well worth the time it takes to load. Click on the link below to see it full size:
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Well, that was about it. We went to several nice restaraunts and buffets, but mostly took it easy this time.

Click here for the story of the Sixth  Trip (//vny!://discoverseattle.net/forums/index.php/topic,3388.msg110306.html#msg110306)  (just below)
The real trouble with reality is that there's no background music.

P.C.



  TehBorken's Excellent Adventure.......well told as always.  (I still say you should write a book)

  omg....I can't believe the doctor's office.  I lolllled about the 'don't get sick unless you really have to'.

  Do you have any pics of the GOOD gazebos ?  

  You paint a great picture with your words TehBorken !
Sir Isaac Newton invented the swinging door....for the convenience of his cat.

Michel



ahah PC I was wondering what that meant. Now I understand.

Nice pics of the ruins The Borken, and entertaining reading too.
  

TehBorken

 The Sixth Trip

Wellllllllll........another trip to Cambodia under my belt. This was my 6th trip and like all the previous ones, it was a blast. We didn't go anywhere this time, we just hung around Phnom Penh and enjoyed our time together. Here are a few of the highlights and things worth mentioning from this trip...

Driving in Cambodia
I've written about driving in Cambodia and Cambodian traffic before, but the subject really bears a closer examination. Think of driving in Cambodia as a mildly challenging video game. It's not hard, but you have to play a perfect game every time or you die.

Some things weren't apparent to me the first few times, like the number of lanes on the road. For example, if you have a two-lane road (one lane in each direction), there are really 4 lanes, or sometimes even six lanes. The extra lanes are "hidden" lanes that exist and are used, but aren't marked in any way. The "hidden" lanes are on either side of the "real" lane and run in opposite directions to the direction the "real" lane runs. Well, sometimes they do, sometimes they don't. It's confusing because you can use the hidden lanes to travel in any direction you want anytime you want, and you can switch them around at will.

If you have a lane that goes North (for example), there is generally a small space on the left and the right that you can use to go South, against oncoming traffic. Or if you want it can go North. Hell, it could even go West. It's up to you- whatever direction you want to go on that road, you can do it. You can drive right through oncoming traffic in the middle of the road if you like, too. It's not just legal, it's encouraged. I swear in some places it's even required, lol.

My fiance bravely let me drive the moto all over Phnom Penh, and it is to her credit that she was only scared of my driving 98% of the time. After a few days I handed her the keys and told her that I'd let her drive from now on. Her relief was palpable, lol. I will say that the people in Phnom Penh are probably some of the most skillful motorcycle drivers in the world, they display amazing agility in traffic and I've never seen any kind of accident. This is truly incredible when you consider the traffic flow there.

A lot of the women sit side-saddle when they ride as passengers. It looks damn dangerous but they clearly don't have a care in the world- their legs will be swinging freely as their boyfriend or husband weaves through traffic, leaning this way and that with them perched casually on the back, holding a bag of stuff or a couple of kids. Little kids from 6 months and up will often ride on the handlebars as if it's the most natural thing in the world. Over here the cops would shit nuclear atom bombs out their asses if they saw you do that. They'd give you so many tickets they'd get writer's cramp. Needless to say, helmets are optional in Cambodia, as are things like turn signals and brake lights.

Also, everything imaginable is carried on motos, even insanely dangerous things like large, fully-loaded propane canisters. See below.

Can you imagine what would happen if this guy tipped over and that cannister went skittering down the street, trailing a shower of sparks behind it? I can.


Store Mannequins
Holy shit. This is an actual store mannequin we saw in one of the Soreya Mall clothing stores. I don't even remember what he (she? it?) was wearing, but it scared me so bad I nearly wet myself. After coming face to face with this thing we left the store, went back to the hotel and hid under the covers until we stopped shaking.

Yup, that's a White Person.


I also saw this great magazine in one of the stores, it's advertising these very elaborate nails that girls put on their fingers. It says, "NAIL Top Sexy- epignyous goodish fidelity! Undercurrent Florecence Potential!". No, I have no f*cking idea what that means. No clue whatsoever.



The Jetsons Place
We went to a cool little resturaunt for a meal. The place was so cool- curvy ceilings, walls and floors, plus some mod furniture, straight out of the Jetsons TV show. I didn't see George Jetson (or his wife Jane) but I swear I wouldn't have batted an eyelash if they'd walked by.





Another Resturaunt: Yum, fish bladders!
Yeah, this is for real. You can order some tasty fried fish bladders if you have a hankering to. I didn't hanker for them and had pork fried rice instead. Sorry, I just DO NOT eat bladders, period. I don't eat anything whose original purpose was to hold urine. Noooooooooooo.



Shopping
We went all over and shopped for a few things of interest. I wanted to get some watches, specifically Rolexes. Not real Rolexes, of course, but fake Rolexes. They don't call them "fakes", they call them "replicas". Ha ha! So I picked up some very, very nice "replica" Rolexes. The replicas are of amazing quality and and are faithful reproductions of the real thing. I spent some time researching replicas so I could aviod the low-quality ones and I managed to come away with 3 excellent Rolex Submariners for about $11 each. They have all the "real" Rolex features- the sweeping second hand, the little O-ring in the locking stem, the magnifier window for the date display, etc etc. All in all, very nice watches. They have the same heft and look as the real thing and I'd bet that most people would be hard-pressed to tell them apart. I showed them to a friend of mine who was a jeweler for many years and he was blown away. He was so impressed that he asked to buy one on the spot (I gave him one as a gift).

BS Fashion
I saw this store called BS Fashion and thought it was funny, probably because I think most fashion is just that: BS.



More Shopping
We also shopped for a wedding ring.

The Rock


Dig those crazy nails!

It would easy to mistake them for father and daughter, or maybe father and granddaughter, lol. But they make a hell of a nice couple and no one thinks twice about age difference in Cambodia, it's not a big deal there. They took off the next day to go to her village up near the border of Thailand and we didn't see either of them again (they had planned to do a lot of traveling while he was in town).


Medicine
A friend of mine wanted to know if I could get him some meds while I was in Cambodia. Now, in Cambodia there is no such thing as prescription medicine, everything is available as over-the-counter stuff. And I mean everything- you name it, you can buy it. The only paperwork required are the dollar bills that get handed to the pharmacist. My friend said that V iagra costs him $10 a pill in the States and wanted to see if I could get it cheaper. It turns out that I could. I was able to buy boxes of 4 pills for $2 a box (50 cents a pill). So, I got him 10 boxes, lol. It's the genuine article, made by Pfizer, DNCGT dose pills, in the box with the spec sheet and everything. Talk about a cost savings. He said his girlfriend would thank me later, lol. Maybe I should have gotten some for Run, too, because his wife has been awaiting his arrival somewhat errr, anxiously. :)

Hotel Switcheroo
We stayed at the Phnom Penh Hotel for the first few days, but then moved to the Asia Palace Hotel (//vny!://www.agoda.com/asia/cambodia/phnom_penh/asia_palace_hotel.html"). The APH is very nice, very sumptuous and well appointed. We got a VIP suite for $60 a night. The VIP suites are three rooms, fully outfitted with everything you could want. All in all, a great place to stay. My fiance wanted to stay in a "simple" place (read: inexpensive), but I wanted us to be in someplace really nice. She just doesn't want me to spend money, but after a little pleading I was able to convince her. We stayed there for the last few days and it was great.



Coming Back Home
At the airport in Phnom Penh they have a TV display above all of the check-in counters. It continuously shows a short film of things you can't bring onto the airplane. I found it amusing that they would actually have to tell you that you may not bring hand grenades onboard the plane. Those wussies.

On the flight back one of the other passengers thoughtfully brough along an infant, who screamed the entire 6500 miles from Taipei to the US. This kid had a set of lungs you would not believe. I didn't care because I had my headphones for my MP3 player on, and over them I put my shooting phone (ear muffs) that I use when I go shooting. So I couldn't hear a damn thing, but everytime I took them off the kid was wailing away like a f*cking air raid siren. They guy next to me tried to sleep the whole way back and couldn't do it at all- not even for a second.

When we landed I leaned over and told him, "Man, I'm sure glad they brought that kid along or I'd have dozed right off." lol. Yeah, he laughed, but it was the kind of laugh people make just before they go on a shooting spree. That would have been fine with me, cuz I had my shooting phones on. I wouldn't have heard a thing.  

Click here for the story of the Seventh Trip (//vny!://discoverseattle.net/forums/index.php/topic,3388.msg113207.html#msg113207)
 
The real trouble with reality is that there's no background music.

Lise

LOL. Thanks for sharing, TehBorken!! Nice ring, BTW!! Your fiancee is truly a lucky dame!
Always end the name of your child with a vowel, so that when you yell the name will carry.
Bill Cosby.

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