I’d like to introduce you to Mr Hoeurk. Hoeurk is a tuk tuk driver in Battambang who has traveled many a place with Lee and I, helped us take cats to the vet, taken me to job interviews and generally been an all round fantastic guy. He now picks me up and takes me to… Continue reading From A to B
Yes its true 40 years old and unable to ride a bike. Today’s Sunday bike ride took us just a short 4kms out of town to the old unused Battambang airport. The airport used to be busy back when Battambang, as the second biggest city, wasn’t connected to Siem Reap by road. It was also… Continue reading Oh the shame……
I think its really hard to truly know what a place is like until you have been there. Once in a place, you get to hear, smell, taste, see and feel all it has to offer. The sights you can put into a photograph but the rest is harder to articulate to someone who hasn’t… Continue reading Sensory experiences
So, lets talk double dutch. As previously mentioned I don’t know how to ride a bicycle. (Thanks mum and dad. One of the perks of being an only child, no real need for your own wheels when you have two taxis on call!). So before I arrived in Cambodia, Lee went in search of a… Continue reading Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do…..
Fitting in like a local Battambang, Cambodia Battambang, Cambodia So, this is the blog that Bev asked for. How I’m getting on with people and how they are finding me. It’s a tricky blog to write as it hard to generalise a population or really know for sure what people think of me, but here… Continue reading Fitting in like a local
Pagodas – A wat? Battambang, Cambodia Battambang, Cambodia Everything so far has been exciting and different, I’m not always sure what to tell you about: so if anyone is particularly interested in something let me know. Today I thought I would write a little about the Pagodas or Wats around town. Firstly there are a… Continue reading Pagodas – A wat?
So where’s the New World Grocery Store? Battambang, Cambodia Battambang, Cambodia Shopping, shopping, shopping. My fantasy of market shopping as become an essential part of life here. There isn’t really a grocery store here eek, which means I have to speak Khmer and manage like everyone else. The first added bonus of not having a… Continue reading So where’s the New World Grocery Store?