Oh My God, I’m on an expenses paid trip through Laos and Cambodia!But first…One mad week with my bro (Bangkok, Ankor Wat and Samet Island)...
Packing only the clothes I was wearing, my suit and a pair of bathers I told my brother there were only two rules to our 1 week holiday.. Stay out of jail and stay out of hospital. They served us well…
The 1st night in Bangkok set the benchmark with us getting really drunk and getting home at 5am. Max managed to buy 30 massive helium balloons and give them all away to random passers by at 3am we took a mystery taxi ride to a ‘Disco’. Don’t do this.
By the time we made it to the town of Siem Reap and Ankor Wat in Cambodia we were so used up I managed to fall asleep after only 4 (75c ea) beers and only half way through the first world cup game. Max got a second wind and stumbled in at 5am waking me up crazy stories of his adventures so I got on a bus back to poi pet (Thai border) at 7am and left him in the middle of Cambodia.

Oh yeah.. Ankor Wat was cool – definitely deserving of its title as a ‘wonder of the world’.

Back in Bangkok we got a couple hours sleep and got up at 4am to go to a nearby island for the day where we spent Max’s last day chilling out with some friends at the beach with some quiet jetty jumping and a few shrimps, squid and live crabs on the Barbie.

So now my little brother has a taste of the nomad life and he’s hungry for more.
The dangers of the Bangkok expat scene..After Max left I started getting some work done but my friends kept distracting me with ‘a few drinks’ which always turns into an alcoholic rampage through the streets of Bangkok. One such night left me sleeping on a mat on the foot path with some Adelaide friends (Jay and Tom) watching over me (it’s an outdoors after hours party spot near the main backpacker street - Kaosarn rd) only to wake up with the sun to find Tom gone, Jay passed out next to me and both my phone and Jay’s wallet missing.
Having the only guidelines for this trip being stay out of jail and hospital served us well for the first week of madness with my brother – (we only just talked ourselves out of an illegal border crossing). However am here to work so I decided I should also include “do not drink enough to kill a horse” in the list.
So after a couple days of minimum productivity in Bangkok I left for the relatively alcohol free peace of Cambodia where the new rule seems to be serving me well, although I have managed to get electrocuted twice, receive in excess of 3 million mozzie bites all on my feet and last night accidentally squash a large bug on my bed leaving a strange smell… well that’s what I thought it was.. it turned out that I have been shat on by the world’s nosiest lizard.
Ethical dilemma:On Sunday (18th) I was dragged out by our Cambodian host family for a picnic lunch of unripe / green mango, banana and paw paw dipped in fish paste. Second course was roasted quail type birds and chicken all chased down by a couple of Heinekens. Great stuff if I wasn’t trying to get any work done. I was also happy about not having to pay for any food until I found out later that the family friend who took us out (in his FWD) is deputy director of the border crossing. This by default makes him the second most corrupt man I have ever met. Not evil like the first one, just patently and systemically corrupt. His position means the money he paid for lunch with was in part earned by turning a blind eye to the human trafficking that we work against with our carpets project here in Poipet. For those that don’t know, a percentage of the children trafficked end up in forced child prostitution – more simply known as child sex slavery. Something to think on…
Anyway I finally had a meeting and got some work down, headed back to Bangkok to grab my backpack and
now I’m in Laos. Bet you don’t know bugger all about that county…
Well I’m not going to tell you.. go google it.
No crazy adventures yet down here, although I did manage to sit in a tractor tire tube and float doen a river for a few hours with a beer in hand.
It’s interesting and well chilled out in this tiny communist country even if the government a bit slower than you average government to deal with. Actually a couple of people (Local and expat) agree that there are good things about this way of development (i.e. slow and tightly controlled). Compared to so many countries who have opted for the roller coaster ride of a capitalist free market there is little extreme poverty visible here. Development peoples check out www.directoryofbgos.org to see what’s going down n the ground in Development here.
Anyway, I’m shagged after 3 meetings and a bunch of paper work today.. I’m off for an early night and a sleep in..