We are in Kampot, a charming and laid-back town in southeastern Cambodia, near the border with Vietnam. It sits by the river, with wide roads leading to large, empty squares. The sleepy, grid-like downtown is known as the French Quarter, filled with old colonial architecture. Rows of colorful, beautifully designed shops are slowly crumbling. You’ll … Meer lezen over La Java Bleue
Categorie: Cambodia
Lazy days
The wooden plank that connects the boat to the jetty is two meters long, barely 30 cm wide, and bends dangerously under the weight of our backpacks. For a moment, I’m afraid it will break, plunging all of us into the depths of the sea. Carefully, one by one, we make it to the jetty. … Meer lezen over Lazy days
Temples, tuk-tuks and ice creams
We’re eating ice cream on a terrace in Siem Reap, a city in northwest Cambodia from where we’ll visit the temples of Angkor Wat. The kids have just ordered a scoop of vanilla ice cream for Anna and a scoop of chocolate for Arthur. Always the same. We try to encourage them to try something … Meer lezen over Temples, tuk-tuks and ice creams
Behind the Smiles
"Uh, can we put toilet paper in the toilet here?" Arthur asks, sitting on the toilet in our hotel room in Los Angeles. It’s clear we need to get back into our usual habits. After traveling for three months in the Middle East and Asia, we’ve almost forgotten how things work in a Western country. … Meer lezen over Behind the Smiles
