Sunday, 22 November 2015

Cambodia




The Kingdom of Cambodia - May 2015




What do we know about Cambodia?   Is this a place we want to visit?  This received a mixed response.   As a school child, I remembered that Cambodia (or Kampuchea), the Khmer Rouge and Pol Pot were a hot topic.  The ole man's memories are more vivid and poignant, as he lost a school friend, Mark, in the 90's, who was innocently backpacking with friends in Cambodia.  So deciding whether this was a place we should include on the family Bucket List was one open for lots of debate.


But being me, I got my way, with the caveat that we avoided Phnom Penh, the museums, The Killing Fields, and all things 'modern history'.  So I booked us in for a short break in Siem Reap and I promised them Lara Croft type temples, peace, and a touch of relaxation.



We arrived in Siem Reap airport and purchased our visa on arrival. As a Brit this was a 30 day Tourist visa for approx. $37.   US dollars is the recognised currency, as the local currency - the Cambodian Riel  - is too low, compared to most other currencies, to use effectively:  one GBP is 6,152 KHR.   The heat hit us right away and we exceptionally grateful to the hotel drivers who were waiting to collect us in their tuk tuk with a supply of ice cold water for the short journey into town.   



On arrival at our hotel, we were each presented with a traditional Cambodian scarf called a Krama. They are worn around the head and neck to protect from the sun and to offer some absorption when perspiring: they work a treat!

Our hotel, Chronicle Angkor Hotel, was lovely.   As soon as we could, we changed, grabbed a Chang, a good book and went for a dip.     This was the perfect start to the trip.



There really is ONLY one place to visit at night time in Siem Reap: Pub Street.   A mecca for tourists wanting to visit 'pubs',  cafes, restaurants and more pubs.    We enjoyed local cuisine, Aussie burgers, and Thai curries - all tastes catered for.    One firm favourite for us was The Red Piano.    



It had it all: cracking cocktails, cheap cold beers and attentive service.   The food was okay too.   Another was Beatnik.   Great burgers and fab prices on beer and local spirits - that saved the $$$.  Not forgetting that we did love the local fare at the Khmer House Restaurant, and visited more than once.     For a brunch or 'dry' lunch we enjoyed, the array of cafes and coffee shops.


We spent a couple of lazy days in Siem Reap just relaxing around the pool, sightseeing and cafe hopping.

Typically for us, we couldn't miss a visit to The Hard Rock Cafe. This is the best one we have been in so far in the East.  The food was good and tasty, the drinks were typically priced, but the service was over and above anything we have had anywhere else.   Cambodians know how to treat their patrons - well done!


The second evening in town we visited the world famous and vibrant Phare, Cambodian Circus.   No animals - as we don't agree with all that; just lots of young, energetic, vibrant, people.    



This is a social project, which was set up 20 years ago by 9 children and their art teacher when they returned home from a refugee camp after the fall of the Khmer Rouge. As survivors of the war, empowered by the creative self-expression learned through their art-making, the group wanted to share this gift of the arts with the underprivileged children.  A school soon followed as part of the project and today they offer much needed free education.  


Still today, although they strive to change this, there is a high level of illiteracy in Cambodia. This stems back to the Khmer Rouge regime, in which, the educated - along with monks, the rich, soldiers and government workers - were executed.  Others, not executed, accustomed to urban life, were taken from the cities and were forced into slave labour in Pol Pot's "killing fields" where they soon began dying from overwork, malnutrition and disease, on a diet of one tin of rice (180 grams) per person every two days.  Two million people died in this genocide.  

A visit to Siem Reap would never be complete without a visit to the Temples.   There are so many, a guide is a must.    Our guide, organised by our concierge, was named, Robin Hood. He told us all about the training to be a guide, the hours and hours of history he had learnt over many years to qualify as an 'official' guide.   His family, like all educated families in the 70-90s, suffered during the communist rule and as a young child he witnessed the loss of many male family members at the hands of the Khmer Rouge.  His story is tragic, and while his voice falters and a tear appears in his eye, he soon shakes it way and is back with a laugh and a bounce in his step - He is an inspiration to those with woes and worries in the first world.   His knowledge was priceless.  We wouldn't have wanted anyone else.  He is a gem.  

The main religion is Cambodian Buddhism and it almost seems that every village was built around a temple.   What I think of as simply massive temples, and a tourist magnet, are actually cities of the ancient Khmer empire.   We only did one day at the temples.  We were picked up from our hotel, boarded onto our tuk tuks, and within 30 mins we arrived at the main gate to the compound containing all the historical sites.



We didn't make it for a sunrise arrival, but the approach was still breathtaking.
From a distance, it is still impressive!    Angkor Wat.



The outer wall







 




Every inch of every wall is decorated with bas-reliefs.  It must have taken hundreds of stonemasons and many hundreds of years to complete.   

Our guide was able to tell us about every nook and cranny of the place.   His knowledge is infinite.








The lady to the left is smiling - she is showing her teeth. We were told she is unique, as the others all have their lips closed.   But every dancer, every soldier on every inch of wall is unique.   I can only imagine that the masons modelled them on member of the community.


 



Heading towards the inner buildings


Walking around Angkor Wat is not for the faint-hearted.  No vehicles are allowed so the tuktuks wait at the outskirts and met us on the other side of the enclosure.








Apsara Dancers


 Temples are used and worshipping takes place each and every day on site.
 


My big boy is so small in there surrounds





The path to the East Gallery and saying goodbye to this ancient site.








We stopped for a little lunch; I'm sure this was prearranged with Robin and the local restaurateur, as they seemed to be expecting us.  Why not?  'I'll scratch your back...'

Ta Prohm - or to you and me, and Robin Hood, the Tomb Raider Temple.
Where nature is definitely taking its land back.   The trees are growing through the foundations of the temple.  







This dates from the 12-13th century and is one of the major temples of Jayavarman VII the Khmer Empire ruler.  This is believed to be a monastery. 

The partially collapsed state of the site makes it complex to navigate.   While we were there workmen were placing struts and scaffolding around to add support to the main structures.

Throughout the different sites, signs informed visitors by whom the financial support is provided.   I think it was the Indian Institute of Technology working on restorations here.

Another site was supported by the German government and one by Hilary Clinton.

 










There are approx 150 trees across the site, each of which is embedded into the temple and there is causing corrosion and disturbances daily.


 











 
















 

From here we travelled to Angkor Thom.

Angkor Thom, in Khmer means 'great city', was a fortified city enclosing residences of priests, palace official, military personal and the administration buildings for the kingdom.    Like with the castles in Europe, it is believed that there would have been an abundance of wooden buildings inside the compound, which have perished over the centuries.



But first we had to stop and look at a colony of ants who had built a nest in the leaves. Unfortunately another tourist jabbed it with a stick causing the ants to disperse.  It took maybe 20 seconds after the incident, while I was taking these pictures, for them to have dropped the 3 metres to the grown and start climbing my legs - ARRRH!   





The gateways or five entry towers - the most photographed of the ancient ruins in Cambodia - are each topped with four faces. These face to the four compass points and, according to Robin, represent the virtues of the ruler: honesty, compassion, [can't remember the third] and no jealous!





Victory Gate

All along the road bridge / causeways over the moat towards the gate are statues on the city walls.   Some have been chipped away at, some removed by scavengers, some have been repaired.   They are all monumental. 

 





The final temple to visit, at the centre of Angkor Thom, is the Bayon.   Construction is believed to have been c1200.  The build is believed to cross rulers from Jayavarman VII to VIII.  






By this time we were exhausted and decided to give the Bayon a miss close up.   The 216 faces on 49 towers sounded, dare I say it, samey.   So we took some pictures from the roadside and decided, as it was now 4pm, we would call it a day.





The journey back to town takes in the view of Angkor Wat once more.   Breathtaking!

After a day at the Temples it's only fitting that we visit Pub Street's The Temple Bar, to eat, drink and watch the Khmer Apsara dance show.   The drinks here are more than other watering holes nearby but this is the place to watch the 'free' show.   

The next day we decided to sit around the pool, walk into town and just have a lazy day. 



Then just to make things a touch different, we spent a few hours Asana making and drinking cocktails.  For a reasonable $ you get to make three cocktails from scratch with the lovely Pari.    The kids enjoyed it - they made mocktails - and we enjoyed being waited on and watching the show. 

A final evening and another visit to Pub Street.   
Not my picture - I seem to have lost a whole load from this holiday :(

 This is a very busy place to be at night, so its best, with kids, to set out early, grab a seat and relax, drink Chang and people watch.





This picture just doesn't show the extent of the chaos of the overhead cables in Pub Street.   


We decided to return to Beatnik, as the children enjoyed the burgers (and we did) and the drinks were really well priced.  


Another stolen picture
A few other places worthy of a mention:

The Blue Pumpkin
Visit the night market - and eat bugs!
The Bug Cafe - we never made it there but wished we had.
New Leaf Book Cafe


  • http://www.lonelyplanet.com/cambodia/travel-tips-and-articles/76632
  • http://www.tourismcambodia.org/

In the end we are glad we visited.  With hindsight we would have done the temples over a few days - but to do that we would have needed to leave the kids in the hotel - next time!

Sunday, 24 May 2015

Too busy doing rather than writing about it!

March - April 2015:   F1, Sepang and Western Australia, Perth. 


Its weeks now since we started our College Easter Break, which opened in March 2015 with the Malaysian Grand Prix. What an amazing time we had. We had booked seats in the VR46 Tribune K1 stand, rather than the VIP roaming ones we had for the MOTOGP. 




This stand has the best views of the start/finish line and first bend. It's sad to say that lots of action normally takes place on the first bend.    And we weren't disappointed, when Ericsson, tried to overtake Nico Hülkenberg, and got stuck in the gravel in lap four.

Marcus Ericsson - Caterham Number: 9







I was surprised that it was far quieter than the MotoGP in Oct 2014, not just the car but also the buzz around the complex.    Bikes must definitely be the sport of Malaysians.

Saying that, the company was good; with half the College, staff and students, at the race, it had a personal and friendly feel about it.  



In spite of the sunburn, it was a good all round day, as K won the sweepstake having pulled Vettel out of the hat.  




Perth, Western Australia  - April 2015

We headed off for Perth without appreciating that the temperature - although warmer than the summertime UK - would be far cooler in Oz.  Ginny and I constantly had cold feet and we even refused to use the pool at our condo for fear of being too chilly.  Who would have thought that 27 degrees could be unpleasant?


Fremantle Prison
Perth Zoo

We had a real lazy holiday.  Visiting the Zoo, shopping for normal size clothes, Fremantle Prison, a vineyard or two and watching the sunset over Scarborough Beach.  

It was lovely to touch base with the Western world.  Being able to walk around without worrying about offending anyone with our thighs or shoulders, drinking wine in restaurants and not having to explain at least 20 times what you want to the guy behind the shop counter.  Saying that, I easily bored of the accent, beach bums in skimpy swimmers and the price of basics.  I might have been able to order my steak - medium rare please - without fuss, but paying 300 AUD (150 quid) for four sirloin and chips when I can get it just as good at Aunty Aini's for 140RM (28 quid) was a shock to the system.


And tomorrow we leave for yet another holiday.  We are beginning to rival 'Air-miles' Andy or his jet setting daughter Princess Beatrice, I know!   It's mid-term break and we are travelling to Siem Reap, Cambodia in the morning.   I am especially looking forward to Ankgor Wat, cheap beer and the Bugs Cafe.    

Cambodia has always been on my bucket list since the iconic HSBC advert about five years ago.

























Friday, 20 February 2015

Penang Half Term Part Dua


Monday 16th - Thursday 19th February 2015

Leaving behind George Town, we were looking forward to days at the beach.   



The Hard Rock Hotel, Penang has most things going for it but atmosphere.  The meaning of atmosphere is: 'a surrounding or pervading mood, environment, or influence' .  The name 'Hard Rock' would suggest lively, rocking, exciting, or even impressive.   It wasn't any of these things. The layout of the main lounge / bar was also the reception area. It has a small amount of seating considering the 250 guest rooms.  They obviously knew that people wouldn't want to sit there for too long.

Their website quotes, "Hard Rock is synonymous with music, good fun and great food."  

On arrival our room wasn't ready so we popped to the Hard Rock Cafe for lunch.  The staff - we experienced the same hospitality throughout the hotel - were friendly and happy in their work.   Our very generous portions of the typical fare was tasty.   During our stay we tried out all three cafes and were not disappointed.  Hard Rock does have great Western food.  Breakfast had something for everyone.


 


But music....  the jury didn't bother coming back in! Music was murdered during our stay.

Monday evening they had a four piece band playing for about an hour.  It was half decent background music.

Tuesday was the bottom of the pit of hell.  Two members of the 'HR Band' played with a DJ turntable for over an hour!  Its was uncalled for.  They played current numbers, all of which wouldn't be out of place in a nightclub.  No Rock!  No Taste!  To add insult to this music injury, their deck output lead was faulty.  At least it offered some respite from the din for about 5 seconds at a time every minute or so.   How the management didn't pull the plug on this embarrassment before their time slot was up, is a mystery, Miss Marple would have trouble with!

Wednesday was a welcome break with a male singer. He could hold a note and he had read the script - ROCK!   At least our HR music journey ended on a high.


We had adjoining basic hill view rooms (one double one twin) on the four floor - not very Chinese friendly, as they believe 4 to be very unlucky (as it sounds like the word for 'death'), with most lifts and hotels having a 3, 3a, 5th floor and no 4s in the room numbering.  Maybe our disappointing visit was down to us being in room 440 & 441!  Gawd help those who were in room 444.



On a brighter note, the pool and beach are great.  



We hung around all day reading books, dipping in the pool, walking on the hot white sands and sipping 20RM (5 quid) soft drinks!   The beach had no features, just white sands with the occasional gully of vague coloured run off water from the local hotels into the sea.    They have a lot to learn about pollution and litter in Malaysia.


Further round the coastline on Jalan BF


Poolside, the only thing to watch out for is the HR Band all getting lively at 2pm daily.  For 15 mins they do the Butlin's thing and all stand by the pool side and do a unflash mob singing and dancing routine.  My favourite was Gangham Style, as the under ten years old child guests got out of their seats or rubber rings to join in, albeit in a half embarrassed way. 


Tuesday Evening we ate out.   Enca Cafe (opposite HRH on Jalan Batu Ferringhi) came highly recommended.    It was a lovely tasty meal.  They even included a trip next door to the non-halal to allow cold beer.  It wasn't in the same league as Kaptain in GT, but it was still a really friendly cafe.   With four main meals, rice and naans, four beers and soft drinks and we spent 130RM (26 quid).




Wednesday we ate in the Ferrenghi Garden.  It was CNY's Eve and the place was lively. The staff were attentive and caring.  The meals were more KL than Penang.  More up market and pricey (for four adult meals, wine and soft drinks, 500RM - 100 quid) but also tasty.  Cheaper than the HR (their house wine was a pound a glass cheap and of much better quality) and with the atmosphere they lack, this is a must visit place.






The drive home was longer.  The first day of the CNY long weekend and it took us just over 6 hours - with a couple of comfort breaks - door to door.   

We were lucky on the south bound E1, those heading north were static mile after mile.  They were like a carpark for most of our 400km journey.



With so much to see in SE Asia, whether Penang has enough to drag us back, is uncertain. But maybe the call of Kapitan or to try out That Little Wine Bar  might just do it for me. However, next time it will need to have an Airasia flight (from 40RM or 8 quid each way) included.

I now have two more days left of my half-term break, so think I will start researching where to visit in five weeks time - three weeks off for Easter isn't that bad, is it?