Most people who know when they are looking for a spiritual awakening, trying not groped the seemingly impossible journey by road from Sihanoukville to Bangkok, Thailand in the rainy season. Will, instead, take the boat, affectionately called the parabolic flight the day lumpy, when usually give faster and less adventurous. The boat would be my choice to stay, but with a relatively small category 5 typhoon maltreatment central Vietnam, I had to do toon a scheduled flight from the new Suvarnabhumi Airport in Bangkok. Typhoons usually create a double whammy, because the rivers were certain to rise, and I would be forced to fix and fly to Phnom Penh to Bangkok.
This journey began with great promise, with the sun shining and only a few details arrived 15 minutes late. I felt like maybe the spirits were traveling on our side, with a big smile on my face, on the edge of the city Sihanoukville, where all drivers wereon the side of the road show on our vans and laughs loudly. A short few minutes later, I noticed a driver to pull over temporarily franticly alert us to discover our best flat tire when everything was ready!
As the journey started so early, and as a busy traveler, I decided to get the breakfast, and was looking for a convenient local street just 10 meters from the van. I ordered a coffee, have not, so I put the special soup of rice, the onlyFortunately, a connection for me was the only thing on the menu. I began to dig furiously on our F1 pit crew in training to beat. Since the optimistic sort, I was hoping that I have for a long trip at the next stop, I tried the attraction of this street beautiful toilet, which is a true wonder of nature, a tree was in a swamp near a swamp full Pig Pen , with people like them rough grunts of approval for my efforts. Without doubt, the vipers and poisonous spiders isdripped from the trees, enjoy the show as well. No problem here, with long queues for the girls hanging out with his fuss makeup.
Off we go again, not to spare the time or the tires, is to turn off the paved road and back big. The trail begins in fairly good shape, with only a few holes for the first 10 meters or so, and then started hitting the violence. Apparently our van before the trip, as the parties, as the fall of the towerFortunately brackets that hold them. So we frequent stops for a mixture of wire and rescue operations for witchcraft keep rolling down the road.
We do our first house without crossing a river ferry equipment that would bring a sentimental tear to the eyes of a mad scientist, brown the shuttle back and forth across the Goop. The scenery was so spectacular that one of our passengers fainted and hit her head on the floor with a bass drum, as opaque. The girlwith glassy eyes was right after her boyfriend, the French began to kiss and Pat po 'sex joins the case, and starts with sex cheap, with her breasts in a parody of CPR. I trained in these things, he noticed that his breathing, and noted that they see as the first stop on their chest to explode or implode from service, or take caused a hotel room, as the locals who are been embarrassing are not very accustomed tothe strange ways of the Western Group orgies in public on their ferries in the middle of the day, but it may take some interest in this activity by adolescents who were all willing to price and chicken snake in his hand visible.
Across the River and through the woods, and in the troughs we go! Where are our spa treatments in the first place where we, the paying guests, you will receive a first class mud slide our van very strong flying back and forth, with different colored stones and mudoverall. After only 10 minutes, you get the van waving in the right direction. Like a mobile 2 Woodstock, for the next 4 hours, we get variations on a theme, you get stuck on the hills, put down the hills, we stuck around cars and vans ready to connect and to go to the construction crews to do the mud pit increasingly in a serious attempt to make the Guinness Book of Records again, for the largest artificial marsh!
Surprisingly, only 3 hours later thanWe were told that we are looking at the borders like extras from a terribly wrong remake of The Lord of the Flies to arrive. Thai Customs Types pointed at us, their version of the 4 stopped the madness and ride the same as we started our journey. They must recognize the value of laughter in a Cambodian adventure like this love, or you may want to take a cheap flight instead.
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