Paradise is still paradise even though it’s monsoon season

After 3 days on what felt like a version of the movie The Beach, I’m back to civilisation. There were barely any cell service on the beach, and only electricity during evenings. I stayed at Driftwood hostel recommended by the manager at Boho hostel. This was the place to be if you rather stay away from the party scene. After a short 40 minute boat ride, I was the only passenger getting off at my stop. “Enjoy having the whole beach to yourself” said the guy unloading my backpack to the pier. I started looking around, my eyes were met with crystal clear water with a soft hue of blue. White, golden sand stretching as far as the eye could see. He was right, I had the whole beach to myself! Last time I saw something so beautiful was in my vaycay to the Maldives last summer. All I could see was two people swimming around the pier, but they were day-trippers. I walked further on, a 5 minute walk to the lounge/reception area. Below the lounge were 6 other guests chilling on the beach, in the hammocks or the swings in the water. The walk up to the lounge with 20kgs++ backpacks in total, made me realise I need to unload a ton of shit when I get back to Bangkok. In all fairness I’m carrying around a lot of tech, but still. It’s time to downsize my stuff. Heaving for air like a mad man trying to catch my breath, everyone working there greeted me with a smile and a friendly “I feel you”. Lola assigned me to bungalow 1, bed nr 10, and off I was, another 5 minutes to walk to the bungalows located at the end of the beach. There are so few guests here in the low season, every night there is a family dinner where everyone eats together. Which is such a nice thing, combine that with the lack of cell service, and you actually spend quality time with people who become close friends over the night. No distractions, just good ol’ conversations.

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Since it’s monsoon season and all, there is no shortage of rain and Koh Rong Samloen were no exception. The first night when going back to the dorm, the rain came down so hard it felt like being whipped, but by thousands of raindrops. We got completely soaked, my book were almost destroyed, after 3 days it still hadn’t properly dried. I could wrangle my dress and underwear like it had just been soaked in water. It was like this almost all the time, raining non stop. It became depressing. We had this absolutely gorgeous beach which I only got to enjoy the day I arrived and the second day. Confined under a roof playing cards from morning to late afternoon. Cards is fun but when you play it for 3 days straight, you get bored and frustrated. The last day we went for a walk back and forth to the bungalows. Neither of us wanted to go upstairs, and the rain had stopped for a little while. We sat with our rain ponchos staring out into the vast ocean, admiring it’s beauty. Eva was the first to run into the water and swim in the rain. When the rain came down hard we still didn’t budge. The urge to run in the water grew stronger, so we said fuck it, threw off our clothes and ran into the cold ocean and swam under the rain. The water were so cold and the raindrops hurt, but maaan I felt so alive! And that feeling is a feeling I wanna keep having for the rest of my life.

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The day we left the speedboat couldn’t come because of the bad weather, so we had to take the slow boat, which takes about 2,5 hours. During times of bad weather you might not be able to leave as the speedboats can’t always make it to the pier. But it’s monsoon season so you never know what you might get. Just bad luck I guess. But I can imagine this place being gorgeous during the dry season. Should you choose Driftwood, just bring a bunch of snacks from mainland, as everything is quite expensive here, with very few options. But beware, there are rats, so if you do bring snacks or food, don’t leave them in your room. Also bring strong mosquito repellent, the mosquitos were relentless and I have a whole bunch of new bites. I’m scratching like insane all over. This is the jungle after all, there will be huge spiders everywhere. The windows and doors to the bungalows is open at all times, bring a sleeping mask to calm them nerves during the night, and try not to look up in the ceiling. The first night I didn’t sleep very well, like with any other environment I don’t feel completely safe in. But there are no poisonous spiders or snakes here, so you should be good. Just throw on that swimsuit, and enjoy the fact that you have an entire beach to yourself.

In a short hour my pickup to Ho Chi Minh is here. I’m taking the night bus from Sihaounkville. The bus ride is 15-16 hours with a short stop in Phnom Penh. The bus is a sleeperbus apparently, so that’s a first. Hopefully I’ll get a full nights sleep but I highly doubt that. I’m gonna binge watch on shows, and eat my margarita pizza I just ordered, until I’m so tired my eyes can’t stay awake anymore. I would love to stay longer in Cambodia, but it’s actually really expensive compared to other asian countries, as the currency is in dollars. Wish me good luck, and yeah, Vietnam here I come!

Sihanoukville and some boho lovin’

My Cambodia adventure has been nothing less than hectic. In fact I’ve made it to my 4th destination, Sihanoukville in under 10 days! Every day has been packed with full day tours, from the early morning sunrise to the late afternoon. Moving from one place to the next. Cambodia is such a diverse place to be, all depending on what you want to do. Temples, a walk through history and the aftermath of Khmer Rouge, living lazy days off a beach or go hiking. There is no shortage of things to do. I’ve managed to squeeze in too much in a very short amount of time. My body and mind is exhausted, and it’s telling me to slooow down. I can feel the flu creepin’ in if don’t stop and just relax for a couple of days. What a better way to relax and enjoy life, than on a beach? I made it to Sihanoukville yesterday, and spent a night in a super chill hostel, called Boho hostel. And it truly lives up to it’s name. Everything is bohemian with wooden tables, the most gorgeous turquoise colour on the interior. It reminds me of what my pallet sofa looked like on the balcony of my old Oslo apartment. This place looks much like my future home one day. Colorful, chill and artsy with a hint of bohemian! The hostel is owned by a french woman named Emily, and managed by a friendly english guy named Henry. Cool cuban beats are playing during the day, and old jazz Aretha Franklin songs in the afternoons. This spot has everything you need, and when the pool is finished, I’m sure this will be THE hot spot for backpackers and tourists alike. Boho hostel fits perfectly in the slow chill vibe Sihanoukville has going on. For the price of 5 dollars a night, you get a clean nice room, a beautiful bathroom with gorgeous tiles. If it weren’t for the fact that you sleep in the same room as 5 other people, this would not feel like a hostel. And did I mention the food is amazing? There is a very playful kitten you can play with all day long, so eat your heart out animal lovers.

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Last night the rain was pouring down, I awoke shivering and cold only to realise I left my birkin sandals outside, on the footsteps to my dorm room. The sandals were soaked, and cold. They did need a proper washing though, but when you only have one pair of shoes that’s not flipflops, wet shoes will be a very unpleasant experience. Hopefully the weather will clear up, because I’m going to Koh Rong Samloen today, for some much needed island R&R. I’m staying at driftwood hostel, a bed in a 16 bed dorm room only cost 12 dollars for 3 nights!! I can’t believe how easy it is to get used to sleeping in hostels. According to Henry, who were the one to recommend this place, said this is the perfect spot if you are looking for a relaxing time away from the party scene. There is no wifi, so I’ll go incognito for some days. I do have 3G on my phone, but I might just turn it off and be at peace with the beach and the ocean. Now I gotta go check out of my room, my pickup is at 2 o’clock and I need to start planning my trip to Vietnam. Have a absolutely beautiful day everyone!

A walk through Cambodias history

When in Cambodia a visit to The Killing fields and Tuol Sleng prison is a must to get a proper understanding of this country’s history, and what these people have endured in the past. The Khmer Rouge massacred and killed 3 million people, all for the sake of purifying the nation and bringing back the country to the stone age, to rebuild from scratch. Cambodia had already felt the destructiveness of war, because of the bombs from the US during the Vietnam War, landed in Cambodia. To this day there are still areas where you cannot step foot due to land mines. The Khmer Rouge destroyed so much of this country, and ever since it’s slowly rebuilding itself. Cambodia feels like a never ending industrial project, but when you start reading up on why, you fully understand why the country can feel a bit dirty and poor at times. The history of what these people have endured is very long and I won’t elaborate too much, I will add this link for you to read if you’d like. Which I truly recommend you do, so when the day comes and it’s your turn to experience this country, you know the backstory. I’ll add a link here
for those interested in learning more.

A day trip tour with tuktuk cost 25dollar, and I managed to split the cost with Drew, a 31 year old project manager, who were staying in the same dorm room as me. The hostel I stayed at in Phnom Penh, Lovely jubbly Villa, arranged everything with the tuktuk driver, which were great. We didn’t need to worry about being abandoned at one of the stops, because the driver worked for the hotel. First stop were the Killing fields, Choeng Ek. Choeng Ek used to be a Chinese graveyard, until the Khmer Rouge turned it in to a mass graveyard. We left the hotel at 7am, the trip to the Killing fields took 45 minutes, so we had 15 minutes to spare before we could get the audio guided tour. It was really interesting to hear the stories, and history of everything that took place here. Also heartbreaking to listen to, one of the stories were about a woman, she got killed by one of the guards because he thought she stole two bananas.
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After the prison we headed over to the last stops of our day tour, Wat Phnom and the Royal Palace. We were exhausted after the full day, so we dropped the Russian market and the central market, headed back to the hostel and jumped in the pool to cool off from the days heat.

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When you walk around in Cambodia, you hear all the stories and you learn about the history, it really puts everything in perspective. My first world problems don’t seem so bad anymore. Having to rebuild an entire nation after a genocide, due to one mans mad beliefs, that is a real problem. In 10 years this country will be amazing, and I can’t wait to come back and see how much it has changed.

 

Bamboo train ride

You better hang on because this is going to be a bumpy ride! Well it was a bumpy one but not that bad. The bamboo train is just one of those experiences you’ve got to try before it’s too late. We started Sunday morning 8 o’clock to beat the heat, and the crowd. Before we drove to the bamboo train station, my tuktuk driver showed me the old railroad station as you can see in the pictures below. After the civil war broke out, the railroad fell victim to the damage caused by the Khmer Rouge. In 1980 some services were resumed, but after decades of neglect, this train station stopped completely in 2009. Now it stands there to show what used to be of this magnificent city.

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On the way the driver explained that the name Battambang, comes from the legend about Preah Bat Dambang Kranhoung, who was said that his stick protected the city from it’s enemies. One day he lost his magical stick, that’s how this city got it’s name. Battambang literally means loss of stick. A 5 minute drive further away and we reached the bamboo train station, and so the fun began! I had so much fun just shooting down the railroad on this rather uncertain looking bamboo raft on wheels. I payed 10 dollar, and had the whole raft to myself, except for the way back when I shared it with this cute elderly Cambodian woman. LI put together a little clip below so you can see how I enjoyed this scenic trip.

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PS: Don’t forget to put it on full HD if it don’t automatically do so! 🙂

A stroll through Battambang

Old and rusty but oh so many cute little nooks and corners. With my backpack, and music in my ears I walked around town a couple of hours, to experience the scenery myself. Where I’m staying it’s not very beautiful to say the least, but after a 5 minute walk the famous building pops up everywhere. I understand why this city is so popular amongst expats and travellers. You can’t really type in this area in the GPS, so what I did was google the Governors house, and all these beautiful buildings were on the way. I ended up drinking a mango coconut smoothie at this gorgeous café called Jaan Bai. Jaan Bai café had beautiful paintings on the outside, with lots of green plants. You can see it amongst a good collection of shots from todays stroll.

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So many great locations to shoot pictures, baah some times I wish I weren’t traveling alone this summer. I know I could just whip out my camera tripod, but it’s such a hassle.. Tomorrow I’m doing the bamboo train and I’m soo excited 🙂 I added this video so you can check it out! It looks so fun!! I might just share with the locals, someone might bring a goat and you know me, I love me some animals! Enjoy the rest of your weekend everyone 🙂

Buses, Battambang and clothesline

Today my energy is really not at my best due to the lack of sleep. I stayed up till’ 2.30 am to finish all of my blogpost from the temple tour, I also managed to FaceTime with Camilla, my parents and my friend Morten, which you will be seeing a lot of on this blog from September. Morten will be my travel buddy for the next year to come. Even though I haven’t planned down to the details, nor checked up on visa rules and all the important stuff, what I have done on the other hand, is booked all my flights for 2017 except for one. In September I’m flying out to Manila to rendevouz with my travel buddy, from the Philippines, to Indonesia to Australia, and last night we booked tickets from Cairns to Papua New Guinea, Solomon Islands, Fiji and theeeen New Zealand! Hello Hobbiton! Aaah my inner geek is squealing like the girl I am. I’ll be back in time for a Christmas celebration with my grandparents in Bangkok, and new years on some beautiful Thai island. I know, be jealous, I would hate me too. Hopefully not hate, because you know, it’s not very nice and we should all love each other, love, peace, happiness and all that. IMG_5451

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You can call me Christine the explorer!

With a 4 hour sleep I packed the last of my stuff, checked out of my hotel and headed over to the Mekong bus, who would take me to Battambang. The bus left 8.00 am and took about 3,5 hours because the bus driver was driving really, really slow. I booked the tickets from bookmebus.com, and payed 7 dollars. What is great with this company is that they also drive to Phnom Phen, and from there to Ho chi minh when the time comes.  Let’s just hope the next bus have reclining seats, because with the poor roads I did not get much sleep. Well, I did almost fall into the seat of the person next to me. You know when you’re sitting and sleeping, and the head starts doing the thing. Yeah, luckily I woke up before I face planted in her lap. I don’t think she would be very keen on my drooling head on her lap like some overgrown child. Arriving in Battambang there sure is no shortage of tuktuk drivers, it looked like one of those herds of walkers in the walking dead. There were at least 20 different drivers, everyone with a sign in their hand, screaming through the window. Oh boy, my claustrophobia is gonna love this. I waited until all the other passengers got out first, so I wouldn’t be stormed down but tuk tuk drivers. As soon as I stepped out there were 5 people screaming in my ear, shoving their sign in my face. Good lord it was too much, I found one guy who were more calm, more or less, he just dragged me away from the crowd. And this guy was very sweet, he even spoke a little Thai. Cambodians actually gets very excited when I say I’m half Thai, and many of them speak several languages, or at least enough to get them by with the tourists coming in. Thai and Cambodian is very similar, so it’s nice to understand some words. Think of a very strong danish accent and Norwegian, that would explain the difference/similarity. Also Thai music is a big thing here, so not everything is unfamiliar.

Paj (I forgot his name because I’m terrible with names) my tuktuk driver took me to Star Hotel, which is located 600 meters approximately from the french colonial buildings. A private room for the night is 7 dollars, so yeah why not. The room is nice and clean, with a fan that is so loud I will most likely sleep with earplugs. I had a bunch of dirty laundry, because the water in the hotel in Siem Reap smelled kinda bad, and.. oh wait, so maybe I smelled pretty bad for 4 days straight.. No wonder I didn’t make any friends.. :-/ Therefore I turned my room into a laundromat. Finally I can put the clothesline I bought to good use, for anyone who thinks it’s a crap idea, I beg to differ. 27593982P1040773P1040775P1040776P1040777

I know, it’s gorgeous. Now I’m gonna drag my sleepy lazy ass out to stroll around town, rent a bicycle for tomorrow, get a sim card so I can use google maps and on Sunday, Paj the tuktuk driver will come pick me up at 8.00 am to drive me around so I can do fun tourist stuff. Like the bamboo train, if you haven’t heard if it you should check it out. After the bamboo train, around 3 pm we’re going to the killing caves of Phnom Sampeau, now a place of pilgrimage. You can still see the remains of the 10,000 people bludgeoned to death by Khmer Rouge. At the hill base, people gather every evening at 5.30pm, to witness a thick column of bats pouring out of a massive cave on the north side of the cliff face. Sunday is going to be a very interesting day. Have a great weekend everyone, I know I will!

Day 3: Banteay Srei and Kbal Spean

Today was the last day of the temple tour, the last two stops were located 50km from Siem Reap. The drive over was beautiful, giving a better glimpse of how the locals live. It wasn’t easy to take pictures from a speeding tuktuk, but I managed to get some good ones! fullsizeoutput_26eaP1040688fullsizeoutput_26eb

First stop was at Banteay Srei, also known as lady temple. The temple is dedicated to the hindu god Shiva, it is said that the temple is carved by women as the carving is to fine for the hand of a man.

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The last stop of my temple tour was Kbal Spean, the waterfall with carvings. I thought this was a regular temple with a waterfall, and was not at all prepared for the long hike up, wearing birkins and all. Not recommended for hiking I must say. 1500 meters up through the jungle. Right after I showed my ticket, there was a sign showing that in this national park area, there are huntsman spiders. Ooh how fun.. Having phobia of spiders, this was really a jolly good start. I thought 1500 meters was no biggie, but boy was I wrong. It was so friggin hot, and the sweat just kept pouring down my face. Haha I’m glad there weren’t anyone there to impress, because being drenched in sweat doesn’t send much a sexy signal to the opposite sex, if you know what I mean.

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All the temples of this magnificent city left me feeling like I was in some far off distant land. Now it’s time to pack my backpack once again, and get ready for some days in Battambang to experience a little French colonial history in this beautiful asian country.

 

Day 2: Angkor wat sunrise, Preah Khan, Neak Pean and Ta som

When you are going for the Angkor wat sunrise you have to wake up early, and by early I mean 4.30am at the latest. You have to get to the temple preferably before 5am. I had heard the sunrise was amazing, so I woke up at 4.30, Johnny my tuktuk driver was there to pick me up at 4.45 am. Running a bit late, I ran out with my necklace in my hand, my backpack still open, I tossed everything in the tuktuk and we we’re off. The road by my hotel is not good, there is a lot of holes making the whole tuktuk shake like crazy. Shake enough that my backpack, open I might add, fell into a huge puddle. All my stuff got soaked, I had to run back to my room for damage control. Luckily nothing got damaged, except I lost a part of my necklace. What a way to start the day.

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Second stop: Preak KhanP1040431P1040437P1040449P1040457P1040460P1040467P1040447P1040504P1040488P1040514P1040516

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Day 1: Angkor wat, Bayon and Ta prohm

As the first ray of sunshine sets upon Siem Reap, the streets fills up with locals as they get ready for the day to come, children on their bicycle on their way to school. A little girl smiles and waves at me as I drive past in the tuk tuk to gaze upon the sunrise at Angkor Wat, I wave back and enjoy the crisp morning air.

 

This majestic ancient site has been on my bucket list ever since my craving for traveling set in. Siem reap is the closest city to Angkor Wat and a first stop in Cambodia for most, because of the close proximity of the temples of Angkor. There are several ways to explore the temples, either by bicycle, tuktuk or moto. If you are very sporty, in it to save some money, and don’t mind breaking a sweat more than what you will when you do the temple tour, then bicycle is a great option. For me I knew I wanted the three day pass to explore the farthest part of the temple tour, which is 50km away from Siem Reap. During the day the sun is pretty strong, and the heat felt relentless. After two temples, a lot of climbing and walking around, I felt like I could pass out any time. So if you know that you don’t do to well with the asian heat, then suck it up and pay the price for the tuk tuk driver. For me that was 70 dollars and 3 days of driving around. Most tuk tuk drivers will charge you 15-20 dollars per day, but every now and then people have been stood up by their driver because they found a better deal. So if you want someone to be loyal you better pay the price. After all he will give up his entire day to drive you around and just wait for you to gaze upon temples.

The price for the temple tours has gone up for the first time in 25 years, and the price had of course doubled by the time it was my turn. A 3 day temple tour now came at the stiff price of 62 dollars. Yikes! Every ticket is printed out with a picture of your face, that you must have on you at all times, because they check your ticket before entering any temples. Wandering around without a ticket will cost you 100 dollars, and ain’t nobody got money fo dat!

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I know, I look gorgeous in this photo. Any picture taken of me for ID cards, student cards, and tickets like this, I always look slightly retarded. The price for the temple tour is very expensive yes, but totally worth it because the whole area is massive! One day is not nearly enough time to cover that much ground, I mean unless you are some kind of super human immune against dehydration, fatigue caused by the sun and all that.

Day 1:

First stop – Angkor WatP1040225P1040231.JPGfullsizeoutput_2696P1040294P1040291So this little bugger stole my bag of chips.. I was sitting by the entrance, minding my own business, and then this little guy came up behind me and started playing with the tag on my backpack. Didn’t give it much thought, and honestly I had forgotten all about how sneaky these little bastards can be. Plus I was enjoying the attention. All of a sudden he reaches into my backpack and starts digging around, I got up to make him let go, buuuut he clings on, standing on my back and he went for it. But karma is a bitch, because another monkey stole the bag of chips from him. Hah! That’s what you get!

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Second stop – Bayon P1040332P1040336P1040340P1040341

Third stop: Ta prohmP1040596P104060619807238_1698242540203228_1545524077_o19814282_1698242543536561_528316579_oTried to take a selfie with the tree famous in Tomb Raider, but everyone was blocking my view, so yeah.. Enjoy my gorgeous head.

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There was a 4th stop to Ta keo, buut that you will have to wait to see for when I’m done editing my Gopro video 🙂

 

I’m in Cambodia!

So I made it to Cambodia! The land of ancient Khmer history, temples and the one and only Angkor Wat. For those of you who have me on snapchat knows the whole visa process was super confusing and stressful. The bus just dropped us off by the border to get our visas fixed, drove off with all our stuff to wait for us on the other side. We were shooed off to 3 different checkpoints, with the last one being on the open road, with shops, cars, scooters, trucks and kids running around. This did not feel like a border control, it felt like mayhem. For a second I was scared the bus had just driven off with all my stuff, and left me between the Thai/Cambodian border. After running around giving my passport to every immigration officer I saw, thinking they were the one to stamp my passport, I found the bus right next to the last checkpoint, praised the lord, got my stamp,  ran over to bus and happy that I get to live another day. It’s funny how such a little thing will make you want to shit your pants and run home to mommy.

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Anyways, when I got off the bus in Siem Reap there were tuktuk drivers ready to drive you to your hotel, for free. Not having any place to stay, my tuktuk driver Johnny showed me a couple of places that fit my criteria. I just got my period, tired as hell after the bus drive and not really feeling the whole dorm sleeping arrangement, I got my self a private room. At first the room seemed really good, but then after I took my first shower there were this smell coming from the bathroom. It smells like sewage, and the water smells like rusty pipes. With the whole rain season going strong here every afternoon, the smell just get worse the longer it rains. And when I say rain, I mean it sounds like the roof is gonna collapse any minute. So that’s kinda shitty.. I only intended on staying one night as 12dollars per night is a bit pricy, but I must admit I’m having some serious lazy days, and with the 3 day temple tour, I’m just done for the day when I get back to the hotel, doing a 4 hour nap both days. The best part is having nobody around to judge me, but me. It’s ok to be lazy for a couple of days, traveling is exhausting at times. The internet here at my hotel is almost non working, making any update such a hassle. Right now my butt is planted on a chair at the cafe right across the street from my hotel, leaching off the wifi, like a true backpacker. I haven’t gotten a sim card yet, just been going about my day enjoying the offline mode from social media. I might get one, in case anything were to happen back home or with my grandparents back in Thailand. I’m alive and well fed, only a bit tired after waking up at 4.30 to check out the sunrise at Angkor Wat. Tomorrow is my last day of the temple tour, therefore tonight I’m gonna be a good girl and get well acquainted with my lonely planet book. I really wanna check out the floating village before I head over to Battambang, the city of French colonial construct. Now I’m gonna run back to the hotel before the rain gets to bad. Have a great day everyone, love from Siem Reap!