Jan 21st –Battambang/Phnom Penh
Mainly a travel day today as we drove from Battambang to
Phnom Penh which is about 230km south.
As we left Battambang it rapidly became more rural and we
started to notice the different styles of house. Tamsin reckoned that there
were 6 types ranging from the basic wooden structure on stilts, with nothing
underneath and woven sides right up to the modern house on a raised platform
that was made of brick and cement with the lower part now part of the house.
We elected to pass on visiting another floating village as
it sounded very much like the one we’d seen near Siem Reap and none of us had a
desire to smell fermented fish paste being made ever again. So we pressed on
towards Phnom Penh.
| Charcoal cookers |
We stopped for lunch at Kompong Chhnang. It
was a place that Sophoam (our driver) know from previous trips. As we weren’t
hungry we had a soup each. We asked for small and I would hate to see large.
Anyhow, it was lovely.
| Looking up the steps |
| Cement Elephants |
| Lice to see you, to see you .... |
As we approached Phnom Penh, actually about 40kms out, the
road changed as they were doing road improvements. There was lot of dust and more traffic. Suddenly we
came across a traffic jam and the vehicles heading towards Phnom Penh had
become 6
wide. After about 40 mins of very little progress Joe jumped out to find out what was happening. He came back saying that the jam had been like that for a few hours and after some discussion with Sophroan we turned around and headed back the way we came towards a bridge crossing of the Tonle Sap river. This proved to be the right decision as we now made good progress. However, our troubles were not over as Sophroan pulled over as he had heard a noise from the van and stopped to check the bearings and suspension. He continued at a slower pace as we entered Phnom Phen. The traffic is as mad as Ho Chi Minh and once again I was glad I wasn’t driving. They dropped us off at our hotel and with some sadness we said goodbye. We hope the van held up on their 7-8 hour journey back to Siem Reap.
wide. After about 40 mins of very little progress Joe jumped out to find out what was happening. He came back saying that the jam had been like that for a few hours and after some discussion with Sophroan we turned around and headed back the way we came towards a bridge crossing of the Tonle Sap river. This proved to be the right decision as we now made good progress. However, our troubles were not over as Sophroan pulled over as he had heard a noise from the van and stopped to check the bearings and suspension. He continued at a slower pace as we entered Phnom Phen. The traffic is as mad as Ho Chi Minh and once again I was glad I wasn’t driving. They dropped us off at our hotel and with some sadness we said goodbye. We hope the van held up on their 7-8 hour journey back to Siem Reap.
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