Although I was enjoying the beach at Sihanoukville the idea of going home to a non AC, WIFI less, fridge less bungalow, no matter how charming it was otherwise, helped me decide to leave on the night VIP bus for an 11 hour ride to Siem Reap after having been there for 3 days. I used my last day in Sihanoukville to travel by tuk tuk to Kbal Chhay Cascades about 25 KM from the beach. It was a pleasant spot but would have been more impressive in the rainy season. I did get a nice photo of a Khmer family enjoying the water.
When we returned to the beach I had a great hamburger at my fav beach cafe. (Sometimes a taste of familiar food just seems right.) Then my friend and I had a Dr. Fish massage. I had heard of Dr. Fish on television a while back so I thought, "why not?" What happens here the attendant washes your feet to get all the sand from the beach off. Then sitting on the edge of a shallow wading pool you put your feet and ankles in the water and little minnow like fish swarm all over nibbling away at what they must consider tasty dead skin. For the extremely ticklish, this would not be a good idea. I had to concentrate not to get all jittery over the sensation. After sipping a beer while the fish feasted I took my now smooth and newly callous less feet out of the pool and again got a short foot massage as the attendant dried then and slipped my flipflops back on.
Before boarding the bus I enjoyed eating amok for the first time. This is the stereotypical Khmer food, think south Georgia fried chicken and watermelon. Amok is a soup of onion, peppers, maybe pumpkin, lemon grass, basil, curry, and who knows what else cooked inside a coconut shell which is also the soup bowl. For $2 I had a filling meal of amok, rice and beer.
When we returned to the beach I had a great hamburger at my fav beach cafe. (Sometimes a taste of familiar food just seems right.) Then my friend and I had a Dr. Fish massage. I had heard of Dr. Fish on television a while back so I thought, "why not?" What happens here the attendant washes your feet to get all the sand from the beach off. Then sitting on the edge of a shallow wading pool you put your feet and ankles in the water and little minnow like fish swarm all over nibbling away at what they must consider tasty dead skin. For the extremely ticklish, this would not be a good idea. I had to concentrate not to get all jittery over the sensation. After sipping a beer while the fish feasted I took my now smooth and newly callous less feet out of the pool and again got a short foot massage as the attendant dried then and slipped my flipflops back on.
Before boarding the bus I enjoyed eating amok for the first time. This is the stereotypical Khmer food, think south Georgia fried chicken and watermelon. Amok is a soup of onion, peppers, maybe pumpkin, lemon grass, basil, curry, and who knows what else cooked inside a coconut shell which is also the soup bowl. For $2 I had a filling meal of amok, rice and beer.
1-Tuk Tuk which is one of the 2 main forms of urban transportation along with motorbikes.
2-Amok, the Khmer soup cooked and served in a coconut shell.
3-Bridge at Kbal Chhay cascades. Believe me it is a little scary to step out on one of these over a
25' pecipice.
4-Table after supper on the beach.
5-Khmer family swimming near the waterfalls.
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