Kampuchea
I'm a big, big fan of this country. It is bloody obviously a third world country, but the people here are not only pure fucking gold, they are HOT as fuck! Especially the men. I give Khmer men the bong for hornsness over the Vietnamese men. With the Khmer boys, even the ones that are just south of the horn, you STILL want to do them. Especially when you think about the fact that they built these Angkor joints. Which I will not blog about, because there really is no putting it into words. You just have to go. So get off yer ass and get ye there.
Siem Reap is a fine place. Small and lovely. One of the cool things about it is that the name means "Siamese Defeated". Right next to the Thai border and all. I would love to see Darwin's name changed to "Fuck Indonesia"or something. Don't reckon we'd get away with it quite so well, but it'd be fun to try.
I went for a wander through Siem Reap market today. What was bloody surprising and a stark contrast to Ben Thanh Markets in Saigon, was that no one, and I mean NO ONE, asked me to buy anything. There was a total absence of "ÿou buy something sar?". Very refreshing and it MADE me want to stay and look around. I bought the crappest thing I could find (for my sister who expressed a desire for something shitful from SA Asia): an Angkor ashtray that looks like something out of a dungeons and dragons set. Piece of crap that you wouldn't let your dog drink out of, but she asked me...
Today is our last day in Cambodia. I'm not at home to that. And I'm even LESS at home to the idea of coming back to Australia. This has been fucking fantastic, and I'm gonna miss the Vietnamese and the Khmer ROOL bad for a while. At least there's pho bo to be had at the Vietnamese stall in the markets in Adelaide. And I can now order it in Vietnamese! Back to Hanoi tonight and then....
Siem Reap is a fine place. Small and lovely. One of the cool things about it is that the name means "Siamese Defeated". Right next to the Thai border and all. I would love to see Darwin's name changed to "Fuck Indonesia"or something. Don't reckon we'd get away with it quite so well, but it'd be fun to try.
I went for a wander through Siem Reap market today. What was bloody surprising and a stark contrast to Ben Thanh Markets in Saigon, was that no one, and I mean NO ONE, asked me to buy anything. There was a total absence of "ÿou buy something sar?". Very refreshing and it MADE me want to stay and look around. I bought the crappest thing I could find (for my sister who expressed a desire for something shitful from SA Asia): an Angkor ashtray that looks like something out of a dungeons and dragons set. Piece of crap that you wouldn't let your dog drink out of, but she asked me...
Today is our last day in Cambodia. I'm not at home to that. And I'm even LESS at home to the idea of coming back to Australia. This has been fucking fantastic, and I'm gonna miss the Vietnamese and the Khmer ROOL bad for a while. At least there's pho bo to be had at the Vietnamese stall in the markets in Adelaide. And I can now order it in Vietnamese! Back to Hanoi tonight and then....
For example, even though you're pissed about comng home to Whitey; I'm stoked that you're back soon.
By the way, is that a picture of Armand Assante at the top of the page? (Comment this)