Fans love Cambodia

I'm going to go to an unknown tropical jungle in countries where Tomb Raider Lara Croft is mysterious in the time of burial at triangle, Tony Leung mood the secret.

I like to have a strong national color, it seems that you can completely forget about all reinforced the forest of tiredness of civilization.

In the evening, arrived in Phnom Penh, it was already dark.

Aircraft with a cordial and mother tongue, and hands dry holds various LP tips, carrying their luggage, quickly overwhelmed and exotic Street. Called the car straight away to the Capitol Guesthouse settle down. The narrow staircase to 3 floor, is a simple guest rooms, rushed cold bath, standing at the window, through the pane you can see the stone Street across from the local people, dressed in baggy trousers, rocking banana leaf series big Po fan, on the balcony of the said groups.

The morning downstairs to eat a big French bread and Onion Omelet.

A restaurant, a variety of colour, together with a variety of languages, have a cat, skinny's been shuttle at our feet. Say hello to me, the Chinese New Year, Yes, lunar new year's day. In China it is always a reunion Festival, children, no matter how far to go back to the old year reunion dinner meal. I just let myself again and again, a long journey, with a purpose or purposes.

Walking in the street, look both ways are arranged to the decrepit, high and low hanging from the ceiling of the Khmer language, English and Chinese signs seem to go back 20 years ago in Suzhou country town street.

Look back at the Capitol, as some white stones hidden in the hold, the primary colors of buildings.

Along the Monivong Blvd, visit located in Tonle River magnificent Royal Palace.

Shoes zhaimao, barefoot pedal in the Palace of stone brick on both sides of the window, looking all the way to the splendid Golden bias is Temple. Napoleon built silver Buddhist temple, in the Palace Courtyard intruding with colonial color, this silver-grey building, each floor tiles are made of pure silver, tribute to set up such as jade stones. Opposite the Royal Palace, see University, gate that is shallow, almost a look to the end, across the street, take.

Leave the Palace a road by the river of open land, with a row of houses, a dangerous door has a spacious lawn, children play happily.

River grass chilly, cottage autumn song, which breaking the good in Cambodia is summer ever. Not far from Tonle Mekong River flows through the intersection, and the Mekong with DURAS romance seemed to beckon, from China to the North of the wealthy men fall in love with Indochina France girls, leaving a segment called the countless people around the Chin round-trip transfer of love.

In a House with pretty Wicker Chair of GH eat local fish sauerkraut, proprietress very polite, I free on waiter points wrong soup.

Green mat waxing with herbs, brought out in the central market buy postcards, write down, everything is fine, just hot.

Hot without wind, bought in plastic bag of mixed with lime sugar cane juice freshly squeezed, suddenly wanna be fragrance, sitting in TOTO, tell the driver that you want to go to the Killing Field, this one at City southern suburbs 15 kilometres of the concentration camps of the Khmer Rouge.

I wonder if there is no clear or no catch, and finally to the S21 prison Museum. Here is a secondary school, the Khmer Rouge after you change it to take the power into the prison, in just four years, more than 10000 from here were sent to the killing fields, only 7 people survived, wall display thousands of photos was irrefutable evidence. These photos contact startling, tells one sad story, barbed wire still, classroom is broken into 4 feet, square or rectangular one brick jail or wood fastness, mottled and wall and was shot in and fragmentation of the fence. Corner of glass Tower in the stacked skull deformity, the Khmer Rouge killing only sharp thin rods of iron stamp into the brain, then buried alive. The positive side of prayers like as if a stereo, air loitering conceals died needlessly, Montreal's instruments of torture trapped shall forward them, must not be detached. Eating human flesh of the prison director, at large in the Office of the unknown.

Memorial in circulation a documentary, English mixed with Khmer language, do not fully understand.

Just remember that neighbors remember beautiful young girl suddenly being declared is the enemy, the reason for the pursuit of love. In the Red-Cambodia, high-pressure policies they got married only 8 days were both admitted to S21, five months after the executions. Gray hair after 20 years of mother say they are still lacking, tears and gargling gurgling with Sheek face falls, choke not language, over and over again to ask, why, why. No one knows, politics always. By Viet Nam was the subsidiary, Siam was commandeered by France colonial occupation of Japan, from monarchy to Chek Lap Kok-Cambodia back to monarchy, Cambodia has it no one dare looking back over the years, Cambodia by Kampuchea to until 1999 finally flat out civil war.

Leave the repressed S21, walk in the Sun, the sun shining brightly, extra light.

I haven't completely from the haze of Shanghai in the gentle winter, heavy heart, and does not intend to kill farm. Receive friends sent a text message that you want to fight, hurry back. On an airplane already know the previous day's Thailand-Cambodia conflict, all of which have been withdrawn Thailand diplomats, more curious to look at, called MOTO, dare not speak directly to the Thai Consulate, just say to the adjacent side of Japan Consulate. Traces of a car, still, black wall, car, buckets, incineration of all seem dreary after, transferred to the company partner, the railing, according to shutter. Passers-by, vigilant looked at several white journalist, and I was like, furtively in various bars in patting news photos. Feel the emotion and the smell of the Thai, Khmer language in the "Siam" is "Siam" Thailand's ancient, "particle" is "right" and "roll back" mean. Visible for all Siem Reap is against the two countries. I don't like politics, future, since someone comments on the merits.

Back to the River, a day after urban farming has become lately.

The locals lived a simple little tranquillity of life, a lined up carpet, sit on it's legs crossed, eat a variety of street sideSnacks, playground in abuzz. In hawker Office bought 500RIEL a large bottle of water, sunset at Tonle River, never-ending swing, in Phnom Penh on the first day, so in the past.

By boat to Siem Reap, Angkor.

The dock has a lot of people, the boat is very small, the top full of people with various types of backpacks, railings high but ankle, I feel ready to slip into the River. Sitting in the cabin, medicine, a little while already hunchenchen to sleep. Every hull shaking can be heard at the top of people screaming at the moment, will it cover the chest, calling It ' s so terrible, next to the cabin. In Cambodia, ticket prices, buy a seat. Street corner everywhere severe overloading, roof, rear, or even the pedals are full of people, very lively. There are a lot of people the car is TOYOTA's old style, a 2-wheel motorcycle seats 4 people, for they cannot be overstated. If the aircraft wings can sit, maybe it is a spectacle. Fast to shore, the river narrows, grass on the house built on water, local fishermen, thin, black, barefoot, living by fishing, but also sell some of their kinds of vegetables. Ice is their luxuries. Shake, pass long red dust, into town.

Live in Popular GH, like the restaurant, located on the 2nd floor of the patio, surrounded by a spacious covered with leaves and tropical plants, bamboo curtain volume down and spread the mazhi tablecloths, dressed in a skirt of the foreigner to harness their entrenched a desk reading a book, the air is a jungle of humidity and temperature, impetuous, become quiet, people don't want to leave.

I've always liked this day, you can wear casual and bright in summer, a simple life. Twilight, climb the mountain nesbakken, bloody flies across a thread in the color purple, the Millennium of Angkor in the barn where telling we cannot understand the past.

Get up early, and sat on the MOTO, permanent hair dancing.

Heart of Angkor, a little closer. South Gate, a bust of 54 stone carving, the word on both sides of the Qiao line-up, on behalf of the gods, on the other side of the representative of the devil, they took the Cobra King of serpents avatar. The Bayon, Riddle Buddha face smiling, expression, peaceful with mystery. 49 seat sculpture at face gigantic Buddha Buddhist-Tower, surround xumeshan. Dressed in orange robes of monks as one live props, or appear in it has a strange smile of the temple.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, Angkor Empire in this 200 square kilometres of land to build on the many temples, shrines, until the fall of the capital, Angkor VAT is lost in the jungle, until the nineteenth century, only to be rediscovered.

This section of the forgotten times, the Millennium's smiling face and watch in the world, we are unable to experience. Many countries participated in the restoration of Angkor, Chau Say Tevoda, in China's national emblem on the project description. The Royal Bath of Sras Sran, has very good pronunciation, in the Providence of a sigh, gloomy, are nowhere, Earth, water is still the clear, glory and dream turned into a pile of stones.

Finally meet in Cambodia's national flag, many times seen 3 Tower tip in the jungle slowly, slowly tall.

In the afternoon, the visitors, I am not round-trip between music. Angkor Wat, it's beautiful, it's quiet, it's time to stand in the silhouette skies. Outside the House door, a few large solitary unwitnessed, has a weird as face of the Crown, no one knows what it means, swing out of the blue, warm atmosphere, for a long time ago. In the mood for love, Tony Leung on a tree, best of all v. out scene that's great. Find a tree, I buried my secret, the dead leaves blocking, only the old tree that secret, and Angkor into time together. The beauty of Angkor, pain in people's hearts.

The heat, sweat, is good.

Evaporation of all the Earth. Continue to walk, Ta Prohm, Silver King Jayavarman Ⅶ used to sacrifice his mother. Laura found here the triangle of time. Monastery of stone tower collapsed and the walls of the heap that a heap, the Millennium of the tree, a long beard and penetration into the rocks of the slit, the Internet, hold together cannot be separated. Butterfly clouds promenade, smoke, Laura picked up that one jasmine, wild jungle jungle and silent stones for a century.

Jayavarman Ⅶ building used to worship the father of Preah Khan, residual rock broken wall, ' still, carved feitian goddess of the dance, body, wear tight sexy gorgeous clothes and Corona, time erosion to skirt on broken flowers.

Often to these boulders collected from where the art of designer's credentials can be shocked for days. Neak Pean in 5 Saint pool, mirror pool yushu. Angkor is number 10 sites collectively, most of the statues outside Victroy Gate are missing head, exquisite relief has also been cut to flakes, driving SAM said, these are sold in the Thailand. Asked why allow so?, SAM did Cambodians, as long as a royalty to the Government, which not many statues are? Jayavarman as got red, this face handsome Emperor, can sleep still?

Climb steep Ta Keo, bench and feet wide.

Recuperating from people who believe that, to the place of sacrifice is hard. This incomplete undecorated temples, want to tell us?

In Angkor 3 day, across the vast jungle, motorcycle with wind face hurts.

Along the way, farmland, rainforest, bamboo floor, a tropical rural scenery. Banteay Srei's red rock wall in green jungle pop up at once. Niches in elegant Angel, pillars, the animals and plants on the vivid, Palace walls fascinating myths and a side of the pond with water lilies. Compact and quiet, easy to remember countless beautiful fairy tale and fairy.

Jungle ubiquitous tree with "Danger, No enter" wooden plates.

SAM said, 3 years ago there were mines, now has been removed. Even so, in Angkor town is still visible in numerous short handBroken leg. SAM gave me a look, he did not say that it is China military aid of plastic mines.

Leaving Siem Reap the night before, I am far from looking at the sleeping Angkor dynasty Millennium civilization of the jungle, the night was very quiet, ground floor national backpackers on merry Party.

Let the shopkeeper put milk fruit, papaya, pineapple and there are many unknown tropical fruit, mixed up with condensed milk and ice a milkshake, with sweet coconut, I wrote back in postcards, forgotten by time, waken rock. Night cold, wear cotton and hemp's long-sleeved shirt, conceal a sad. Years long history, what we hold. Forever bright background, always saddened palaces. Sunk streamer.

(Angkor Wat)