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Let’s Go To Asia – Travel Video

27th September 2015

So as the astute among you may have noticed, we are already finished with our trip. We are in lovely Australia. I still have a few posts about our trip to come, but I recently finished editing this little video together and couldn’t wait to share it.

So here is just a few of the best parts of our trip:

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Sihanoukville – An Unavoidable Stop Over pt2

11th June 2015

The second day in Sihanoukville was a lot better than the first.

We were quite far away from the main area so went for a walk along the beach. The beach front took a long time to resemble anything we were use to. It just seemed to be Cambodian people sat around in areas that were full of plastic chairs but with no bars or restaurants. And a lot of litter. We were starting to get a little worried until we came to the very end of the beach and found some real bars.

rubbishbeach3 rubbishbeach We took a seat in a comfy looking beach bar and were told by the staff that they were on the break and wouldn’t be serving anyone for a few hours. So we got up and headed as far as we could until children stopped hassling us and arrived at ‘above us only sky’.

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Does anyone know what this lovely bird is?

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The Cambodian 'morning glory' vegetable

The Cambodian ‘morning glory’ vegetable

IMG_1939 IMG_1947 This bar was our little savior in the town. We loved it here. Nice music, nice service and a great view. We sat here for about 3 hours because we didn’t want to head into they main area again. We organised our boat to Koh Rong Samloem in a local tourist building (as adviced by our hotel) and headed back to our hotel. We had a nap and woke up in time for dinner. We started to get ready to head out when Lee and I caught each others eye…looked at our laptop containing all of our unwatched Game of Thrones episodes…and ordered a pizza.

It was the best night we could have hoped for. We did also make a quick stop at a local In supermarket to stock up on supplies for our island trip since we had heard there was only one shop in Saracen Bay that only occasionally opened .. we bought the important supplies of gin, tonic, chocolate and soju. Very adult of us.

Do we like Sihanoukville? No. Is it as bad as you read online? It depends where you are since we did have glimpses of really pretty places and very nice people but I would view it more as a stop off before you head to one of the islands surrounding it. Then again this may have something to do with pooping my insides out, being attacked by ants and backed up toilets….who knows? signature

 

Sihanoukville – An Unavoidable Stop Over pt1

10th June 2015

About a year ago Lee and I came home from work and ran up to each other shouting ‘have you seen Emma’s photos!’ a friend of ours had just put up the most beautiful photos of an island called Koh Rong Samloem in Cambodia. We decided that we had to check it out for ourselves.

As we started researching we realised that with the bus times and boat times it was inevitable that we would have to spend one night in Sihanoukville before catching the boat to Koh Rong Samloem. To begin with we were both happy about this since we love seeing as many places as possible. That was until I started researching the place. To say the reviews were bad is an understatement. People seemed to hate this little town. “oh well” we thought “how bad can it really be!” . The answer is that the term ‘so-so’ has been invented for this little place.

We arrived mid-day and we were instantly harassed for about twenty minutes while we walked to our hotel . People aggressively wanted us to get into their trams/tuk tuk/taxis. When we eventually arrived at our hotel we were pleasantly surprised. It looked really nice , despite being quite cheap and having awful reviews (but still the best reviews we could find).

It was at this point we discovered that we’d made an error with our planning and we had to spend two days in Sihanoukville. I can’t say I was happy but I was excited to make our own opinion of this little town. We walked for a little bit and found a lovely restaurant on the road. The people were nice , the food was cheap and the portions were plentiful…but most importantly …the beer was cheap. We returned to our hotel happy and upbeat for the next day. That’s when the hotel started to show it’s true colors. We tried to open our door but it refused to budge. We pushed a bit harder, both having individual ‘you must be doing it wrong’ turns. That’s when we noticed the door had obviously been kicked open a few times. Due to poor locks we basically had to break into our own hotel room. Once we huffed and puffed our way in we sat on the bed and I grabbed two glasses to pour ourselves a well deserved class of diet coke….this is when the inside of the glass seemed to be moving in front of my eyes. I refocused since I had had one beer at dinner…inside the glass were a million ants. This is when we started to look around the room and realise it was swarmed with them. The more our eyes adjusted , the more we saw. We jumped up and ran to the reception desk. The staff seem to clock off at a certain time so we were stuck in the ant room. Lee cleared them up the best he could and I headed to the bathroom. I wasn’t feeling great .

Not feeling great turned into my insides trying to escape…very quickly and very aggressively. This , as everyone knows, is not the best feeling when on holiday. But in Asia it seems inevitable. I let my body attack and finally felt slightly human enough to leave the bathroom. Being ill is an awful feeling and at that moment I didn’t think it could get much worse…that was until I flushed the toilet. Watching  the toilet water starting to go up instead of down puts dread into a human like nothing else.  I won’t go into too much detail here in case you are sitting down reading this with a lovely breakfast but to say ‘it was the worst of times’ in that bathroom probably wouldn’t sum it up. Lee and I have been together a long time but the things we’ve both had to deal with on this trip has matured our relationship extremely quickly…and luckily made us laugh a hell of a lot. Leaving that bathroom to face Lee and explain the horrors that awaited behind the door was not my favourite moment. Cleaning it up because I refused to let him enter the bathroom was yet another of my least happy memories.

When the ants, toilet and door were all distant memories and we settled down to sleep I was secretly dreading the next day and wishing with all my might that we could just leave for our island paradise the second the sun shone.

Sihanoukville – 1

Us – 0

(Luckily there are no photos to accompany this post !)

 

When the beach is so deserted you set a self timer , but accidentally leave the camera in manual

Turning 29

13th May 2015

not looking like I enjoy travelling much in this picture (that's also Rugby the tiger)

not looking like I enjoy travelling much in this picture (that’s also Rugby the tiger)

I can’t believe that it’s already my birthday. When we planned this trip my birthday was a far distant dot among the hotels and flights we had booked. Now it’s here and it’s so strange to be entering the last year of my twenties.

11 I realise that everyone must feel exactly the same way but how the hell can I be 29! I’m not too scared of turning 30 since they look like the ‘together years’. Still young enough to wear cartoon character t-shirts but responsible enough to be able to travel the world and people assume you know what you’re doing (we don’t by the way) there is also the added benefit of wine being appropriate at any occasion in your 30’s.

Obviously I still have one year left in my twenties and I’m quite excited about that. I’ve been lucky enough to meet so many ‘blow my socks off’ great people in my time on this little globe. All the things I’ve had the good fortune to experience in my 28 years have left me very touched. I think I’ve made the most of my years so far and it’s exciting to have one last year in my twenties to pack in as much as I can. How many bottles of champagne can I squeeze into a year?

This year’s birthday is being spent on the beautiful island of Kohn Rong Samloem in the stunning resort of Saracen bay. We have completed two months of our trip and it was the best decision we have ever made. Retiring at 28 is quite fun… Even if I have to jump out of retirement in a few months.

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'Selfie' wasn't even a word when I was born

‘Selfie’ wasn’t even a word when I was born

This year will be spent in sunny Australia and I can’t wait. I’m hoping to learn to drive and meet a Quokka, if you don’t know what that is then you must immediately rectify this by looking at this picture…

I want to say a huge thank you to all my friends and family for making this last year so special. My old friends back home have really made an effort to keep me in the loop even if I’m gallivanting around the place. I miss them all every day. I also had the chance to make three of the best friends a girl could ask for in Korea this year. I’ve had to say ‘see you soon’ to them for a while but I’m lucky to have found them as well as all the people I was already lucky enough to call ‘my people’ in Korea. girlskorea

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My family have put up with my wanderlusting ways fantastically and there’s not a week that goes by that I’m not chatting to them about some such nonsense or making puns.

An amazing collage made by my sister for my birthday

An amazing collage made by my sister for my birthday

Then of course there is Lee. My partner in crime who made all this traveling possible…mainly by sneaking into travel agents when we were teenagers , taking piles of leaflets home and sitting for hours leafing through them. Now we are doing it and it’s all a bit of a shock to the system. My arms bruised from pinching myself so much. This is a soppy post but I’m old now so it’s allowed, surely?

When the beach is so deserted you set a self timer , but accidentally leave the camera in manual

When the beach is so deserted you set a self timer , but accidentally leave the camera in manual

I not a big fan of my birthday… I LOVE birthdays for other people but hate the pressure of the day for myself but I’m a fan of aging, in as much that I love living and experiencing things but mainly I love the chance to eat and dance as much as possible.

Life is full of moments. Beautiful, lovely and delicious moments and I hope to have a ton more this year.

So thank you for your birthday wishes. Now let’s party like its 1986.

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