Sihanoukville – Kampot – Kep

Our whistle-stop along the south coast of Cambodia began in the beachside town of Sihanoukville. The beach itself wasn’t the most stunning we’ve seen (we’re spoilt, we know) and comparisons to the Thai islands seem to stretch the imagination (or so I’m told from someone in the know – Tom). But a beach is a beach and we spent a couple of days topping up our fading tans and celebrating the engagement of an English couple we’d previously met in Laos (congrats again Lucy and Ben!)

 Ok, so it wasn't too bad...

Kampot, a relaxed riverside town popular with elite French colonists, was our base for the next few nights and we checked into one of the nicest, albeit totally accidental, places of our travels.

All in all we had a stroll, restocked our depleted library selection and hunted down some delicious fruit smoothies - its tough being a traveller. We also hired a tuk-tuk for a day and sped our way along the coast to Kep checking out a pepper plantation (yes the Kampot pepper for those in the know), a cave which we were chaperoned around on hands and knees by a group of local boys keen to practice their English, and on our way back after our fill of freshly-caught Kep crab (you’ve got to love the French and their foodie influences) we had a quick stop at a small Muslim fishing village. This completed our time in Cambodia which as whistle-stopping goes felt pretty comprehensive!

Tom and the guys

He got the hump waiting for the office to open (oh no I sound like my Dad!)

Cambodia's rural countryside

 

A train track to nowhere