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Page 127: Road Trip Vietnam – Cambodia (part 3)

/ Wednesday, January 25, 2012 /

“Lame travel writer!” said the voice inside my head, every time I visited my friend’s blog, Galuh. Why? Because I still haven’t finished my writings about my May road trip – yes, MAY! Last year! – while she always post about her trip as fast as she could. Ok, I promise to keep writing about it. So, where were we? Ow, (still) Siem Reap.

As I wrote on previous post, the ticket to enter Angkor for one day allow you to watch the sunset on the first day and sunrise on the next day. The sun is rising around 5 am so we must get up really early, hop on Tuk-tuk, and find the perfect spot. That was the plan. And we did it! Yippie-ay-yay! And the magic we had the day before repeat itself with different tones of colors. The dark sky slowly turned bright with pink and blue, those colors wasn’t mixed, but divide and made the sky look like it has a stripe pattern. I took some pictures of it, but trust me, if you see it with your own eyes, it much much prettier.

We also heard a choir of crickets again. Soothing, calming, mesmerizing. :)




After sun rise, we went to some small restaurant to have breakfast before touring around Angkor. The first temple we visited that day was Angkor Wat again, because at previous day we haven’t got the chance to explore more regarding remaining time before it went so freaking dark and spooky. It’s huuuugeeeee. And hot, literary.










After Angkor Wat, our next temple was Bayon. This temple is famous for the massive stone faces on it, which jut out from the upper terrace and cluster around its central peak. From Bayon, we visited two temples; The Terrace of the Elephants and Terrace of the Leper King by feet.

bayon



The Terrace of The Elephants

At the Terrace of the Leper King, we saw a guy who took pictures of himself in front of the camera with self-timer mode and although we laughed at first because he looked ridiculous, Dinda finally asked him, “hey mister! Do you want us to take picture for you?” The moment after he agreed, guess what, Dinda asked me to be the one to do the favor she offered! Hahahaha. As reciprocity, he took our pictures in front of the temple. 

Terrace of the Leper King

After three temples, we started to feel tired, probably also caused by lack of sleep. Oh, allow me to share a story about a guy named Von. He was our Tuk-tuk driver whom Sovan (hostel officer) recommended to us. Von was a skinny teenage with pretty bad English, hehe. He didn’t understand when we told him that we didn’t want to enter any temples after Prasat Ta Phrom. As a result, one of us had to enter those temples *yes, it was me* so we could stop arguing and he’d take us to our next destination which was some floating market. But his “actions” didn’t stop there. Well, actually it was our fault too. We told Von we want to buy some merchandise to Old Market, but we weren’t just shopping, we also had lunch there. It made us late and when we came to Von, he told us that he caught some fever which made him couldn’t take us to that floating market, but his friend could. So we continued our trip with this Bat-Tuk *I forgot his name, but I remember that he has black Tuk-tuk with batman icon on it*.

Ta Keo temple



inside my favorite temple at Angkor, Prasat Ta Prohm 


When we got there, that so-called-floating-market, it was mmmm, unattractive. Haha. And the ticket to rent the boat was expensive. So we stood at its pier like three clueless idiots for a while and laughing, because we thought it’s a bit embarrassing to catch up to Bat-Tuk immediately and say, “hey, yo, Bat-Tuk driver, let’s go back to town. We don’t want to pay 15 bucks to hop on to that boat which looks unsteady, tracing that brown river. The truth is we don’t have money for that kind of ‘luxury’. Yep. Warp speed, buddy!”
After a minute or so, we approached Bat-Tuk and told him that we want to go back to hostel because we’re so tired and choose to get some rest. *what? Are you expecting us told him the truth that we’re not that rich to bought the ticket? Come on? We have to keep our pride. :p *

Near the hostel, the Bat-Tuk driver dropped us. His reason was because if hostel officer see it, he and Von would be in trouble. Right after we followed his instruction, he asked us money for took us to that floating market pier. At first, we refused, because we thought Von would be the one who gave it to him, split the money from his fee from hostel. So Bat-Tuk driver called him, and Von came, looked so fresh and healthy *oh that little sly…he tricked us. Hahaha*. But I guess we’re too kind because at the end, we paid them both and kept our mouth zipped when Sovan sensed something wrong. Anyway, it was fun yet tiring day.


Notes:
  • Beware of a young skinny boy named Von! Hehe. Nah, I’m kidding. Bring 2-3 big bottles of water to keep you away from dehydration and hand fan because Angkor is so hot.
  • Ta Keo temple has a very steep staircases, because it was built for meditating and worshiping, so people will focus on their ritual and come down from its top with slow movement and show respects for gods. So watch your step at this temple.

[To be continued…]

2 comments:

{ Galuh Sitompul } on: January 26, 2012 at 8:46 AM said...

ti, disitu tuh emang sepi atau gimana sih? Kayanya kok kosong banget tempatnya, enak banget foto-fotonya. Ga keganggu ada turis tiba2 liwat. Itu langit ungu gilakk ga nahan bagus bangett langsung galau liatnya alaahh.

ps : lame travel writer, selow aja ti, kalo aku kan pengangguran soalnya :)))

{ the blue unicorn } on: January 26, 2012 at 9:18 AM said...

ga sepi2 amat kok. rame. cuma pas di dalem emang ga serame di luar. ada salah satu foto yang butuh kesabaran pas motret krn ada rombongan turis yang lama banget ngaso di situ. "move people, moooveeee..." sambil ngeker :))

gal aslinya lebih cantik, bukan cuma ungu, jingga biru, lapis2nya keren lah... :)


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