08.06.2014
I'm in a bus to Kratie from Stung Tren. That the public bus is the same price like a tourist van and the fact that I got a different bus, tells me about the way tourists get treated here. As we crossed the boarder from Lao to Cambodia yesterday we already had trouble with the agency, cause they lied about the journey. So for a 2 hour drive it took us from 9 am till 2 pm. As I arrived in Strung Tren I got some Dollars to be able to buy some things. The change you get back is given in Riel. In the town was a big market with a lot new food. For dinner I got an Cambodian Papayasalad at the Mekong riverside to watch the sunset. But with the monsoon time all I could see was some light between clouds and lightning. The first night in a room alone without my boys was weird again. But I was so tired that I just felt a sleep. After seeing the farmers life in Lao, the history of Cambodia's Red Khmer regime is fascinating me and I found a German book in my hostel 'Der weite Weg der Hoffnung' (First they killed my father) which I can't stop to read.
But of course you want to know what happened in between and especially the cave story... Well I know that you want to know. So here is how another plan of us just worked out perfectly:
I'm in a bus to Kratie from Stung Tren. That the public bus is the same price like a tourist van and the fact that I got a different bus, tells me about the way tourists get treated here. As we crossed the boarder from Lao to Cambodia yesterday we already had trouble with the agency, cause they lied about the journey. So for a 2 hour drive it took us from 9 am till 2 pm. As I arrived in Strung Tren I got some Dollars to be able to buy some things. The change you get back is given in Riel. In the town was a big market with a lot new food. For dinner I got an Cambodian Papayasalad at the Mekong riverside to watch the sunset. But with the monsoon time all I could see was some light between clouds and lightning. The first night in a room alone without my boys was weird again. But I was so tired that I just felt a sleep. After seeing the farmers life in Lao, the history of Cambodia's Red Khmer regime is fascinating me and I found a German book in my hostel 'Der weite Weg der Hoffnung' (First they killed my father) which I can't stop to read.
But of course you want to know what happened in between and especially the cave story... Well I know that you want to know. So here is how another plan of us just worked out perfectly: