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Singapore: Food Poisoning

Hey guys,

Sorry for not posting over the past few days - I've been really sick. :(

On the bus trip from Sihanoukville to Phnom Penh (in Cambodia) I started to feel ill. By the time we had reached Phnom Penh International Airport I was definitely not well. I tried eating cookies and drinking Sprite (my usual pick-me-up), however it didn't help at all.

The last time Sprite didn't solve a problem was when I had food poisoning at KMart. That was not fun (throwing up in public never is).

So I had food poisoning in Cambodia! Fantastic! This was something I was not going to forget. Andy had lost his passport, both Bernd and Nina had been mildly sick during the trip (Nina the day before) and now I had major stomach issues.

I believe it came from either our decidly 'local' lunch at Bokor the day before, although both Nina and Bernd shared that with me, or the chicken/fish I had on the beach the night before. Whilst we all ate the same food from the same place, I guess I was just unlucky.

All I can say is I am very VERY glad Phnom Penh & Bangkok Airports have clean, new, Western toilets. I can't imagine having diarrohea with squat toilets ... ugh! (I'm going to be VERY careful in China).

Thanks to everyone who travelled with me that day for all your drugs, support and warm clothes.

Now I am feeling a lot better, and the assessment that I missed has been rescheduled I am free to relax (Postcript: my bastard lecturer has turned it into a 3000-word essay due in 4 days - argh!) .

Advice for overcoming food posioning:
Don't take Imodium etc.. unless you HAVE to - believe it or not, I didn't take any till Day 2 (I didn't have any!).Drink only waterEat plain white bread and bananas.Don't visit Singaporean doctors (!) - they just hand you a veritable medicine cabinet full of drugs that don't really help. Plus they keep you waiting AGES with their fantastically useless queuing system.

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Cambodia: Days 7-9 (Phnom Penh - Sihanoukville & Home)

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Day Seven – Phnom Penh to Sihanoukville
Today began an hour behind schedule, as I mis-set the alarm to 6:30am, rather than 5:30am. As such, I began sans-shower, which is not such a great way to begin a day-long bus trip through rural Cambodia. Ah well, at least I feel less touristy. We left at 7:15am, after meeting Nat, Soren, Gitte & Jonas, who were also heading to Sihanoukville.

The bus is an experience in itself, with more locals than tourists, and more backpackers than tourists. We also had an array of t-shirts and people who made it all the more interesting. Among the best were the Khao San Rd tshirt (“You know you’ve been to Khao San Road when you…”), and the Aussie hippy with the “I Love Acid” tshirt. The worst was the tourist with her “No money, no honey” tshirt – REALLY inappropriate for Cambodia! I mean, c’mon, it doesn’t take much sense to realise that in a country where most people earn less than US$100 a month, such a slogan would be in bad taste. Argh!

Sihanoukville is probably the closest Cambodia has to a “beach resort”. It’s FAR more developed than I expected it to be, but at the same time, it’s not that developed at all. It’s still in its infancy, but its shaping up to be quite a tourist destination. 99% of the city is geared towards tourism – from the plentiful guesthouses, to the endless restaurants on the beach. There isn’t a space on the beach that isn’t taken up by a café or bar, which is sad, but a good sign that at least people are visiting. Coming from the bustling city of Phnom Penh, which was almost devoid of non package-tour tourists, it was a nice change.

We eventually arrived at our Guesthouse – G.S.T – run by the same people as the buses. Methinks there is a substantial commission given to this guesthouse, as despite our insistence that we wanted to try somewhere else, we were taken there. It turns out the other NUS exchange students were staying there also, and we looked at the room, and it seemed ok, and really spacious. We paid US$9 for one room (two dbl beds, TV, bathroom). It’s located on Occheutuel Beach (away from the main tourist beach I believe, so I’d hate to see what the “main” tourist section looks like).

The rest of the afternoon was spent at the beach, which as mentioned above, was hardly a peaceful affair. Despite all the interruptions for fruit, spring rolls (fried and Vietnamese), bracelets, massages, and the like, it was the first time since arriving in Cambodia that we had time to just stop and relax. It was fantastic – really really nice. Dinner was had at the Bamboo Light Café, which was one of the many places we received flyers for during our time at the beach. Paid US$3.50 for a delicious buffet dinner, and 50c for an Angkor beer.

Despite all that I have written above, Sihanoukville was far from busy – there were tourists here, and very few locals, that is for sure – but there just weren’t that many! Walking along the beach that night made that obvious – all the bars were open, but none had more than 5 or 6 people in them, despite capacity for about 30 each. It was disappointing, and I can’t see how these places survive, but then they appear to do fine, so I guess the low overheads work in their favour.

Day Eight– Bokor National Park
We knew when we arrived in Sihanoukville that we didn’t want to just sit around the beach all day, despite that sounding very enticing! After all, it is not every holiday that one gets to travel to Cambodia, so we wanted to make the most of it. Thus, we chose to visit Bokor National Park – a deserted hill station on the top of Bokor Mountain (US$20/person + US$5 park entry). If you choose to do this (and I highly recommend it), allocate an entire day (7am to 5:30pm), and be prepared for some bumpy roads, unlike any I’ve ever seen. These roads have to be seen to be believed, and make a long journey even longer. However, this is part of the experience, and it meant that the actual hill station was deserted save for two other cars. This really added to the atmosphere, and gave an already creepy place an almost sinister edge.

It took 4 hours to reach the first stop – the old Palace – where a French religious group were holding a discussion of some description on the floor of the old living room I guess. This was the least interesting of the buildings for me, because it just looked like a house. The rest of the hill station, on the other side of the ridge, was far more interesting. Walking through the old hotel, church and casino, you really got a feel for what it was like in the heyday of the French colony. The casino especially, as everything bar the interior is intact. You walk into the reception area, and then follow around a corner and it’s just a big open space. It’s very easy to imagine roulette wheels, poker games, and the like being played under chandeliers.

Describing the hill station really does not do it justice, and I know that by now you are probably really bored of reading all about my trip to Cambodia, so I’ll leave it to my photos to speak for themselves. Really nothing compares to being there, especially as, later in the afternoon (around 1:30pm) the fog came up over onto the ridge and began engulfing the smaller buildings. It was as if nature was reclaiming the area, telling us to leave!

Dinner was had at the Dolphin Café, on the other end of the beach. We ate really well, except I think it was this meal that gave me violent food poisoning for the next 48 hours, however it could have also been the local lunch we were given at Bokor. I am more inclined to believe it was the lunch, however Bernd and Nina ate exactly the same thing … hmm. I guess I’ll never know.

Day Nine – Sihanoukville – Phnom Penh – Bangkok – Singapore
This was our big travelling day – the end of our amazing trip to Cambodia and Thailand – and I was violently ill the entire way. I am sorry to everyone who had to share buses, planes and taxis with me, because I can’t have been a particularly pleasant companion. I have to thank everyone who I knew on my flights and buses (Jonas, Bernd, Natalie, and Nina especially, as well as Andy, Soren, and Gitte), who lent me painkillers, sweaters and sick bags to make my journey easier. Also, big thanks to Phnom Penh & Bangkok Airports for having clean and plentiful bathrooms. :)

We left Sihanoukville around 7am, caught a bus to Phnom Penh, and then flew Bangkok Airways from Phnom Penh to Bangkok (US$85 online), and then AirAsia from Bangkok to Singapore (~S$60). The cheaper alternative (especially to avoid departure taxes from Cambodia – US$25) is to take a bus back to Bangkok, either from Sihanoukville directly, or Phnom Penh.

The trip was one I will never, ever forget, and I am really sorry I had to leave on such a negative note. I lasted 10 days without incident, and then, bam!, the last meal caught me out. Next time I will just have to be more diligent.

Ciao!

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Cambodia: Days 5-6 (Phnom Penh)

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Day Five – Siem Reap to Phnom Penh.
This part of the trip was intended to be a straight-through journey to Sihanoukville, however one of our group – Andy – lost his passport in Siem Reap. This is not something that anyone wants to happen to them, especially in a developing country! So, upon arrival at Phnom Penh, instead of boarding the next bus, we went straight to the US embassy (“I’m an American, and I lost my passport”). Andy was told he had to wait until Thursday (tomorrow) for his new passport, and 3 working days following that for this exit visa. This means Andy will not be leaving with us on Sunday morning – he is now staying till Wednesday next week! Poor Andy!!

Postscript: Andy does not feature much in the rest of this blog – he wasn’t with us for a lot of it – owing to police and embassy dealings. Oh, and remember, if you are ever in the same situation, the police here are on less-than-minimum wage, and will ask for bribes to do their work. There is little one can do except pay it – Andy was asked to pay US$20 for the phone call to Siem Reap, and then US$5 for the police report.

I need to regress for a bit, on to our trip to Phnom Penh, which was an experience in itself. We had chosen to take the boat down the Tonle Sap (US$20), instead of the faster and cheaper, but far less scenic, bus ride (US$4). We left 13th Villa at 5:50am, boarded the boat at 7:15, and changed to the actual ferry around 8am (past the floating village). At the shore, Cambodian children kept on asking if we wanted “Bread cheese” (Baguette’s with cream cheese), however I kept on hearing it as “Frenchie” – Spanish Apartment anyone?!?

If you can, sit on the roof of the boat (with all the other tourists), and as close to the front as possible – the back may look fine, but when the boat actually starts, the exhaust is louder than anything else I have heard – ever. It was painful just to sit there. The trip lasts about 4 hours, and is fascinating. Aside from meeting other passengers (such as Bente from Denmark – a “gymnasium” (high school) teacher, whose daughter is on exchange at Washington State), you see Cambodian river-life, the lifeblood of the country. Going in the direction we were, the first 2 hours of so are quite monotonous, as the lake is so wide you cannot see the shore. However, as we neared Phnom Penh, the lake narrows considerably, and all the children come out to say hello. It’s at once endearing and saddening – such poverty, yet such resolve. Once again, I am in awe.

Nothing snaps you out of this romantic trip than the arrival at Phnom Penh. Everywhere you look there are touts, telling you about their hostel, bus service, taxi, moto, restaurant, or some combination of them all!! I knew it would be interesting, and it definitely was!! For us, it was made even more so by the fact we couldn’t just go straight to our hostel, as Andy had to make a pit-stop at the American embassy. After a brief visit, during which Andy didn’t really find out all that much, we went to our planned hostel (the Dara Reang Sey Hostel - http://www.talesofasia.com/cambodia-drs.htm). Although we had a booking (via email), the owner didn’t speak any English, and so we just started again. Not that it mattered – we got to bargain for our room (!) and saw our room in advance. I think we paid US$7/8 a night for a double – no air con or hot water, but we got a TV and fridge.

The rest of the afternoon and evening were spent exploring the city, visiting the Central Market (an amazing building architecturally) and purchased the obligatory “Tintin in Cambodia” tshirt. It was here that we realised Phnom Penh does not follow SE Asian customs of remaining open very late. Instead, everything closes at 5-6pm – it also opens earlier – 6-7am! Dinner was Nasi Goreng at the Bali Café, after a brief visit to the FCC (Foreign Correspondents Club – the place for expats in Phnom Penh).

Day Six – Phnom Penh (pronounced P-nom Pen).
Today was a day of contrasts, with the day split in two. The morning was to be a look at the positive aspects of Cambodia’s history, and the afternoon was to be dedicated to visiting the memorials of the Khmer Rouge, who ruled in the 1970s. Such contrasts are expected of Cambodia, owing to its diverse and extreme history – most of which was spent under the rule of another country.

We began our morning at the Royal Palace (site of the Silver Pagoda - US$3), a site which, I believe, is fully functional. At least, we were not permitted to enter all parts of the compound. The buildings that were open were amazing, in stark contrast to the poverty outside. This was no more apparent than in the Silver Pagoda, with its 5000 silver tiles on the floor. Our second stop, the National Museum, was smaller, but no less interesting. It housed many artefacts from the time of the Angkor civilisation, including many recent archaeological findings.

Lunch was had at a street-side stall, and this time, we tried the chicken. Whilst we were never sick from it, it wasn’t particularly tasty :(. At least we tried! We also walked along to the point along the riverfront where the Tonle Sap joins the Mekong River. This is the beginning of one of the greatest rivers in Asia – the Mekong provides a means of earning a living to many farmers in Cambodia and Vietnam.

We knew the afternoon would be unsettling, but we decided that it was definitely worth it – to understand Cambodia, you have to understand its history, both the good and the bad. The trip there reminded me of the road from Poipet to Siem Reap, however this time we did it in a remoque-moto. It was an unsettling precursor to what was to follow.

Before I continue, I feel I should give some history of the Khmer Rouge. They were an extreme-left political group who took power in the 1970s, and immediately emptied the cities, forcing everyone to live in communes in the country. To ensure this, they placed landmines everywhere – a legacy which has affected Cambodia greatly. As with all extreme parties, part of their policy of maintaining power was to remove all opponents, and they did so in some of the largest purges in Asia – the Killing Fields (Cheung Ek) and Tuol Sleng Prison (aka S21) are testament to this.

Cheung Ek Genocide Centre (US$2) was an unsettling site. The ground was barren, just large pits dug randomly around a field, and in the centre was a stupa containing the skulls of all those exhumed. When it rains, new bones and clothes are revealed. It’s raw and emotional. The only thing to destroy it is the damned souvenir shop located just outside. PLEASE don’t buy anything from here – it just encourages this sort of behaviour. Note: the skull map has been removed. You can see it as a photo at Tuol Sleng.

If I thought Cheung Ek was difficult, Tuol Sleng (US$2) was far harder to stomach. Tuol Sleng is the official name of S21 – the ex-secondary school that was transformed into a torture centre by the Khmer Rouge. It has been turned into a museum, and contains the cells prisoners were detained it, before they were tortured and sent to Cheung Ek to be killed. The buildings have been kept as they were, and it is very easy to see that it once was a secondary school – it looks just like Normanhurst Boys’ – a fact which brought tears to my eyes. The Khmer Rouge were as pedantic as the Nazi’s in their organisation and documentation. They photographed everything, and many of their photos are displayed in the rooms. This makes it all the more real, and I must warn you: it’s not easy to visit here, but it is necessary. Don’t neglect it because it will be hard – that’s part of it.

From there, we visited the Russian Market – the other main market in the city – and split on different motos to make our way to Wat Phnom near our hostel. Whilst I thought we were meeting here, it turns out we were meeting at Seeing Hands – the massage place nearby. If you want a massage in Cambodia – and I mean a real one – not a ‘massage’ ;), then visit Seeing Hands. The massages are given by blind people, and it’s a great way to give back to the community.

My not realising this was my mistake, and I should have realised, but it still freaked me out. I had no idea what had happened to Bernd, Nina and Andy. Eventually three local guys (Yun, Len and Shrimsat (I think that spelling is correct)) came and sat with me, and began a conversation in broken English, telling me they were students here, and wanted to practice English. If I wasn’t scared already, I sure as hell was now! As it turned out, nothing happened, and everything was fine, but it was totally unexpected. I left at 7pm, and began to walk home to our hostel. I took a wrong turn, and the trip (which should have taken 10mins at most) took 30mins. Argh!!

Dinner was very very nice, at the Lemongrass Restaurant (off the Quay).

Tomorrow it's off to Sihanoukville, so until then, ciao!

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Cambodia: Days 2-4 (Siem Reap)

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Cambodia is one of the most phenomenal places to visit - the people are very friendly and willing to help, although this may come across as them being pushy at times. As long as you recognise that there will be beggars, and it is a very poor country, you'll have a lot more fun, and learn more as well. The longer you spend thinking about how dirty or undeveloped it may be (especially on the road into Siem Reap from the Thai border) the less time you will have to recognise that the world has differences, and it is our place as privileged students on exchange to try and make a difference - no matter how small.

Days two, three and four were spent in Siem Reap, with the majority of our time spent exploring the ruins of Angkor. In addition, we visited the floating market, and the city itself. It was quite a busy three days, and one that unfortunately I can’t really do justice to with my blog. That’s the problem with Angkor – you either write a lot, or a little, and in this case, I am choosing to write a little, as there are far better historians and travel guides out there.

We hired three tuk-tuks, or more technically 3 motorcycles with tuk-tuk style carriages attached at the back (known as a remoque-moto), for the three days. My driver’s name was Khen - khensaroeurt@hotmail.com – and he was very helpful. Whilst he was not there to give us a history of the temples or anything like that, he knew exactly where he was going and what we wanted to do. We basically left our itinerary up to him, and it paid dividends. Our hostel arranged the bookings.

His lack of historical knowledge was not really an issue, as at each of the main temples, young boys walk around giving impromptu lessons on the background and heritage of that particular ruin. If you want him to stop, just say “Thanks” and walk away, however if you listen to him and let him continue, it is expected that you will pay him US$1. When you think about it, this could become quite expensive if you see a lot of temples, but they really know their stuff (although we couldn’t confirm what they were telling us was true, it definitely sounded convincing), and they remain far cheaper than the organised guides. Plus you are giving money back to the community, rather than to some international tour organisation based in the UK, the US, France or Australia.

The visitors passes for Angkor are quite expensive by Southeast Asian standards – 1-day US$20, 3-day US$40, 7-day US$70. For many travellers, there is only one option that is feasible, and that is the 3-day pass. One day just isn’t enough time to see half of what’s there, and 7 days would just be too long. I think, had we spent another day in Siem Reap, we would have explored the city and surrounding areas, rather than see more temples. As bad as this sounds, one does become “templed-out” and they begin to look the same. My parents had told me about this with regards to British castles, but I never thought it possible.

Day Two (Day 1 of our 3-day pass, 20-02-2005).

Today we started with the big ones – driving around the "Small Circuit". This is the main loop that many who are only able to stop for 1 day do, and includes the blockbuster temples (Angkor Wat and the Bayon), as well as some of the other main attractions. These other temples include Ta Keo – which remains unfinished; Ta Prohm – known as the jungle temple, as it is the most destroyed and the least restored, and was my personal favourite); and the entire Angkor Thom square, including the ancient Royal Palace. Our day at the temples ended with a short-lived trek to the top of Angkor Wat to watch sunset – we were there about 30mins before the guards (before sunset) stated that the temple was closing :( The temples do live up to their high reputations – if anything they are far more amazing in person, as you really get a chance to understand the history behind them, and imagine Cambodia 1000+ years ago. This is especially true as there are still no rules on what you can/cannot do at the temples.

Obviously it is illegal to steal parts of the temples, although I am not too sure how they can enforce this :(. Just don’t do it! However, you are still able to climb all over the temples, something that, at the time, we just took for granted. Looking back on it now, if everyone does that, it is only a matter of time before the degradation of the temples is accelerated, especially as the area is only gaining in popularity. Having said that, French, Japanese, German, American, British and other restoration teams are working constantly on the ruins, and I guess if they had wanted to control people’s access they would have been able to – I wonder if anyone has any ideas on the matter?

That night we had an excellent dinner at Deadfish, which is a traditional Cambodian restaurant (done tourist-style), serving delicious Thai and Cambodian food. No badly done steak here, just a whole bunch of expats eating cross-legged on mats. Very cool. Then we retired, with our newfound mate, Tom (who studies at USyd with Jacinta and lives at Pauls!), to Angkor What?, another tourist bar nearby. The highlight was catching up with the Dutch exchange students who were also in the area, and trying the “bucket” of rum-and-coke. That stuff is toxic!

Day Three(Day 2 of our 3-day pass, 21-02-2005).
One of the highlights of many people’s trips to the Angkor ruins is watching sunrise at Angkor Wat, which we attempted on our second day. Despite the early start (up at 5am), we managed it successfully, and it was spectacular, even though the clouds and lack of rain meant we lost the “wet” look so many postcards have. Ah well, I’ll just have to return. :) From there, we continued our temple tour in the morning though to Preah Khan (with its restoration museum); Neak Pean; Ta Som; the Eastern Baray and the Eastern Mebon.

By this time we were quite tired, however we kept going, visiting Banteay Srei. Banteay Srei is probably the furthest away temple many visitors see, and to be honest, I didn’t feel it was completely worth it, but it was very nice. We had a very interesting ride through the villages outside the town centre, and for me that was more informative than the temple itself. To drive past communities and see how the non tourism-affected Cambodians live was a learning experience, and made me realise income inequality is still alive and kicking in Cambodia. For those who are lucky enough to live, or be able to move to, “tourist” destinations, life offers many new opportunities. For those who cannot, life remains basic and repetitive. Yet still they appear happy and wave to us as we pass – their resilience amazes and inspires me.

Coming home from Banteay Srei, we visited Pre Rup (a small and out-of-the-way temple nearer the city), which was very nice and relaxing. We had intended to spend about 15mins there, but in the end we spent about 45mins there just talking to some of the local kids and reflecting. Very peaceful.

No sooner had we left the quiet Pre Rup were we at our sunset destination. If we had thought Angkor Wat was busy for sunrise (which surprisingly, it wasn’t really), than this is something else. Phnom Bakheng, the hill overlooking the ruins of Angkor, provides one of the most spectacular views over the temples. However, on the evening we visited, the clouds on the horizon meant that our picture-perfect sunset was not to be. To me, however, the sheer numbers of people who had climbed up the slope of a hill to be there demonstrated the popularity of Siem Reap, and the changes tourism must be bringing to the country. I felt lucky to have made it there before it became completely tourist-ised, and before large international brands entered – Cambodia remains one of the few countries in the world without a single McDonalds or Starbucks.

Day Four (Day 3 of our 3-day pass, 22-02-2005).
Carol, Kristin and I began our day with a very early (7am) walk into the town centre, to have breakfast and discover the Old Market. As it happens, the Old Market does not really begin opening until about 9-10am, so our trip was mostly in vain, however we did manage to pick up some kramas (Cambodian scarfs) and I finally bought my “Thai pants”. These are just like sarongs with legs, just one piece of stitched fabric, designed for the hot, dry, dusty Southeast Asian climates. The obvious French legacy remained with the ever-present cafés and patisseries, and the delicious baguettes.

Then we joined the others for a trip out to the Floating Village on the Tonle Sap – the lake linking Siem Reap to Phnom Penh. This trip was excellent, if only so we could see the distinct changes between rural and semi-urban Cambodian life, and the importance of agriculture to their economy. As Carol commented, the scenery changed dramatically and began to ‘look like Europe’. Though the tour was commercial (we had to buy our tickets from an ‘official’ ticket booth – at which we could bargain! – and we stopped off at a souvenir barge), it was nothing compared to the Floating Markets near Bangkok. Cambodia is still relatively untouched, and I sincerely hope it stays like this. The complete destruction of the river near the beginning (where the water was grey, not brown) was the only sign that tourism had completely altered the scenery here. We have already left our mark; I just hope it doesn’t get any worse.

The rest of the day was spent back at Angkor Wat to revisit and explore the area. We walked around behind the temple, and read the reliefs along its walls backwards (unintentionally at first, and then we didn’t have time to turn around!). These were fascinating, and I’m really glad we got to spend some extra time there, as it became quite obvious why it is the most famous of all the temples. It’s just in a league of its own, in design, conservation, history, and sheer size. Following this, we went back to the Bayon to watch the nightly Buddhist prayers (on around sunset), but were unable to find out what the different coloured robes indicate. Currently, I think it denotes status.

Dinner was had at one of the street-side market stalls for US$1.25 (incl. 75c drink!). Whilst I really expected to get sick from eating here, so far, nothing has happened. It seems my stomach is more resilient than I expected! Yay!

Tomorrow Andy, Nina, Bernd and I leave for Phnom Penh, whilst Christelle, Carol and Kristin leave for Bangkok. Farewell girls!

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