Thought I'd throw a few photos of our hotel up for you to see. Must say, it's a sweet little luxury to return to such a cool, clean and serene hotel after being out in a hot and dirty city all day. Apologies for the tiny pics but you get the idea.
Today we made our way to the National Museum where we spent a couple of hours poking around pieces dating from approximately the 6
th century to the 20
th century. There were countless
Buddha statues, statues of Ganesha (I can't help but smile whenever I see the image of Ganesha!!) and Shiva and about a gazillion other pieces of bronze, stone and wood including an awesome junk boat carved so beautifully it's hard to believe it ever sailed. All very fun to see, I love looking at really old items from the day to day life of peasants and royals from many hundreds of years ago. Fascinates me! The museum is a breezy, green and quiet gem hidden away from the noise and pollution outside its walls. Respite from the city's hustle and bustle indeed.
We are trying not to post about "meaningful experiences" because we know everyone really wants to see photos and read the occasional "Kiwi farted in an ultra quiet embassy" story. But I must say this about sex tourism...it's here and it's here in a big way. You can see it everywhere. It was in Thailand in a big way, and it's very much here in PP. I find it gross and upsetting and I'm disgusted by the men who leave their home country to pay for sex and companionship. What's more is the men don't seem to be the least bit shy about what they're doing. I don't understand why they aren't slightly ashamed or embarassed. Obviously they don't think there's anything wrong with what they're doing. To each their own I suppose, but the real shame of it is the women involved probably don't have much, if any, choice in what they're doing to earn some money.
picket fence
moo
dragon fly - they're everywhere, hordes of them!
this ship is a sinkin!
abandoned-what a shame
views of the river (actually saltwater estuary)
the armada
gnarly old tree on the boardwalk
locals on the "old bridge" that one ex pat describes as a "deathtrap"
Cambodian construction
lumber mill (bamboo)
a main street in Kampot
Staple
Fox negotiating a dodgy bridge
Abandoned building where sunflowers have made a home
Kiwi snapping photos of the the dilapidated French colonial buildings around Kampot. His photos are much better, but we're having difficulty uploading them for some reason. We will work on fixing the problem.
Cruising around Kampot's quiet streets
Another beautiful building along the riverside; unfortunately, the camera does not capture the intricacies of the architecture, and how stunning this area was 50 years ago.
Kathryn, carefree. Shortly after this, she fell of her bicycle.
Dear Kiwi strolling into the cafe
holding hands
motorbikes can carry 4-5 people and about 1 tonne of stuff
see? doesn't Ganesha make you smile too?
At the entrance to the National Museum. Ever classy, Fox.
Courtyard of the museum
Fox hanging with Budhha
locals playing soccer
Riverside area
Lounging in a funky little restaurant
tuk-tuk on the way to our hotel
For an evening stroll at the night market. You folks are lucky there's no such thing as "smell o vision". It rivals some parts of India, and this is said with love for India.
Kathryn and Gordon on opposite sides of the street. Crossing any street in Phnom Penh is no easy feat, and requires you to move them quickly (feet)
Strolling - can you spot me? (Fox)
Dusk on a busy street 
Chinatown at night
Kathryn negotaiting one of the many narrow streets
Jigsaw lanterns
One of many fruit vendors - the mango, papaya and pineapple are devine.
Nightlife 