Kingdom of Cambodia

I spent 9 days in Cambodia, like the rest of South East asia, tropical rainforests and dusty orange earth laden the land, bustling markets filled with elephant printed genie - Harem pants (which you end up buying 10 pairs of), uncontrolled traffic and a lack of road rules as tuk tuks/tricycles, mopeds, motorcycles and push bikes are widely popular choices of vehicle, wooden stilt houses, with thatch and tin metal roofs are all ever present. But like a New York Borough each country has its own individual identity and energy which animates it.  

Still re-building from a war that tore its social fabric to threads, it's people stay resilient and remain some of the friendliest in the world. 

The people of Cambodia sought to learn from its past, not to turn it's back on each other or the world but come back stronger and wiser. 

The sleeping tuk tuk driver

The Battambong Bananna Train.

Is more motorized cart than actual train.

Bridge impass along the train route where we stopped to watch the sunset. 

The markets of spider town, where fried spider is a booming in this niche market of insect eating patrons.

They're not to bad actually, as you can presume with a lack of meat and don't taste much like anything. Crispy and light, the main thing to get your head around is the hairy fur that tickle those taste buds whilst you chew. 

Tarantulas replace toy dolls and act as the pets of these young girls, giving visitors the chance to handle the live version before they attempt to swallow freshly fried afternoon snack.

Buddhist monks are a daily sight. I'm inspired to become one, find a monastery to accept me find enlightenment.

And I think orange is my colour, 

Breakfast of this champion, spring rolls and pineapple. I don't want continental, I want oriental.

The Tonle Sap lake, where waterside villages are built not alongside the river but rather in it. Their homes built on high stilt bases, a fishing village whose populous has adapted their lifestyles to the tides and water levels.