Christmas in Cambodia

If I had to characterize this Christmas in one hyphenated word it would be non-traditional.  Christmas Eve was spent down by the riverside and then waiting for the 1:30am night bus to Sihanouk Ville. Since it didn't arrive until 3am we had a lot of time to think about the little town in Bethlehem but mostly Chris and I watched with fascination the comings and going at the Mao's Club which was next door.  I was thinking that STDs might have been the most common gift exchanged on that night.

Our waterfront restaurant

The night bus, which is a sleeping bus, (no seats just double decked padded kind of beds) got us into Sihanouk Ville around 7am.  Instead of looking under the tree, we looked for our island.  There are two Koh Rungs and two resorts, one Songsa the other Songsaa.  My contact person must have been sleeping in because there was no answer when I called and the Christmas spirit was fading fast.  Finally a call, meet at the port island marina, we leave at 10.  There is a Buddha.  In a little restaurant we waited and met Michael from the UK and Maria from St. Petersburg (not the one in Florida).  They too were hoping to go to the right island and resort.  Another phone call "maybe 10:30".  We were having a good time getting to know one another and watching the antics, like a moto driver coming down the pier across the gang plank and right into the restaurant, no one bats an eye.  And then after a cup of coffee, where is the bathroom? around the back, two sheds with boards missing and the beautiful green tropical water below.  Did it say employees must wash hands after using? not sure.  Another call "maybe 11:30", then we hear it is too rough to cross.  About noon the boat driver comes over with his daughter to say no crossing today, too rough.  OK. Michael and Marie had been in Sihanouk Ville for a couple of days so they suggested we go to a little resort close by and then hope the boat would go tomorrow.  The resort had a pool and open air restaurant, a bar and rooms and bungalows, $18 a night.  We were so tired that it looked great and it was.  That night they had a Christmas party and we had fun.  The next morning we got a call before 8 and once again the boat was leaving at 10.  We met Michael and Maria for coffee, "where were you guys last night?" we asked.  Oh we went to a Go-Go bar.  Well, I was pissed.  All I could think of was Goldie Hawn in those white boots. I didn't ask why they didn't tell us because I was afraid that their answer would make me feel old.

Merry Enlightenment

    Back to our port side restaurant (I made sure I used the bathroom in the resort before I left)  it was still really windy and we thought our trip today would be the bus back to Phnom Penh, but no.  More Koh Rungers arrived and soon were were motoring across the harbor and out past the breakwater.  John, dad, Denise,mom, two daughters in their twenties from Australia, Chris and I, Michael and Maria and a German woman, Leven.  Well the weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was rocked, if not for...................anyway I couldn't help but go there because  John put on his baseball cap and written across it was SKIPPER. Michael look oddly like Gilligan. Ok, I want to be the professor, Maria, who resembled Ulma Thurman, was the movie star, Leven, Maryanne, Chris, who left all his money back at my apartment was the anti-millionaire so lets just leave it like that.

The tiny ship was rocked

It really was rough, so much so that we had to land at a little fishing village on the other side of the island and all jump in the back of a pick up truck to get to the jungle trail to hike into the resort.  Our journey together made us all fell friendly and familiar.  The resort, wish I had another word for it, was just a bunch of bungalows on the beach, a covered deck with a long table and some lounging chairs. Nice but not Club Med.  John (Skipper) thought it was the nicest place he had ever been but I think he says that about everywhere he goes.  His daughters, Zoey and Catherine, have been traveling in SE Asia for the last 6 months and now Mom and Dad are catching up with them.  A really nice family.  Our two days there were fun, swimming, hiking in the jungle, a fire on the beach at night, playing cards and talking with our new friends. I have really gotten to like the international flavor of being in Cambodia.  What's going in in Russia Maria?  What do you think about Putin and Obama?  Michael had lived in South Africa.  Denise went to Antarctica twice. Perth is a boom town with all the Chinese money pouring in for mineral resources.  Zoey and Catherine had great stories about Laos and Vietnam. I chimed in to say that I have to cut my grass once a week in the summer.   Leven got sick and we all took turns checking on her and trying to help her figure out what to do next. 

Leven aka Maryanne

Gilligan hanging on for dear life

Michael and Maria

   

The beach outside our bungalow

Leven got sick and we all took turns checking in on her.  She ended up returning to Sihanouk Ville with us but she was still sick.  Chris and I took her up to our Christmas place and got her a room where at least she would have AC and could get something to eat.  I hope you are ok Leven. Our trip back to Phnom Penh was uneventful and it was good to get home.  I've enjoyed having Chris here and  showing him around.  We've been doing a lot of walking and sitting on the balcony catching up the last 30 years.  Off the Siem Reap and Angkor Wat for New Year's weekend. Happy New Year everyone!