(By Dermot)We say
goodbye to Thora and Pohn who head back to Phnom Penh.
We leave Tbeang Meanchey for Tram Proung, we have Mr Sim as our new driver and Votha our gemstone guide. Votha is Cambodian, speaks fluent English, and is formerly a gem miner and dealer. He now works as a guide especially for the Thai Gemmological Association.
We are all a bit subdued today after the build and generally plug in the headphones and tune out.
Driving in Cambodia is essentially driving down the middle of the road giving a wide berth to motorbikes, ladened motorbikes carrying families, two adults two kids, bikes with 10 mattresses, piglets in baskets, 6ft planks of wood, bags of taro, vegetables, chicken, dozens of live chickens held upside down by the pillion passenger, pots and pans..., just when you think you’ve seen it all on a motorbike another one pops into view. Cattle regularly and slowly cross the road, as do laconic dogs. Small children must be avoided, and of course, so must the oncoming traffic, which also happens to be in the middle of the road dodging motorbikes, laden motorbikes, etc ....
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Bovine Traffic |
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Negotiating |
After lunch I revisit Mr Leko’s ‘shop’ as he had some nice ladle-like tektites, I buy 5 for $10. Paula and I also each buy a nicely-cut smoky quartz for $5 and I convince him to give me a gift of one of the crystals too. We bow and I make the ‘lotus’, trade completed. It is quite exhausting. Votha tells us: always go slowly.
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Making the selection |
So now we head on the 8hrs to Ban Lung. In our own thoughts we watch Cambodia passing by.
Laterite red soilsDry, baked earthYellowing leaves on forest treesLotus flowers in pondsShacksRubber plantationsForest clearing for rubber plantationsCashews, mangoesShack houses, with pigs and chickensEndless stream of motorbikesCambodian people’s party signs, Cambodian Rescue Party and FCC Party signsAngkor Beer signsWater buffalo with egret on its back.
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Along the road |
Two little girls tease by saying ‘hello’ while giggling hysterically. We surprise by responding in Cambodian / Khmer! Susan frightens them (hey, she frightens me) they laugh. Susan snaps the giggling girls then shows them and their brother the image. They jump and run around laughing.
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"Hello!!" |
The warm beers go in the van’s esky and we drag out the cold ones.A truck laden with bricks has slipped into the Mekong and has to be unloaded. Small kids unload the bricks. It’s hot in the sun.
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Not the outcome that was planned |
The ferry returns and we drive on. Paula and Rors sit on the roof of the ferry drinking beer. Crossing one of the great rivers creates a tingle. It is a life-blood to SE Asia – Cambodia, Laos, Vietnam.
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On Board! |
We all get back on board energized and slightly silly. We discover Mr Sim is actually called Mr Sin. I suggest his wife is called Jezebel. At least all my sins are original!The road improves dramatically to Ban Lung we are up around 80km/hr slowing rapidly for cows slowly crossing, dogs, small kids and laden motorbikes.

Our abode for the next three nights is called ‘Tree Tops EcoLodge’, a wonderful place on the outskirts of town overlooking the valley. We have separate huts ($12 per night). It’s the sort of place that would cost a fortune in North Queensland. We can hear gibbons. A funny Jingkok gecko makes a loud barking noise providing entertainment.
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Our Cabin |
We are all travel-weary and dine in the restaurant balcony overlooking the valley.
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