Cambodia - Part 3

For our remaining couple of days in siem reap we visited a really interesting silk farm, where we watched the process of the worms producing the silk all the way to the factory workers weaving. This is the sort of thing you never imagine how much work goes into making the scarves we buy from the shops back home. Our last day we spent relaxing at a local swimming pool and then in the evening went out for a meal (including our first taste of frog) and farewell drinks with Michael.

Posledncich par dni stravenych v Siem Reapu jsme jeste meli prilezitost navstivit farmu na vyrobu hedvabi. Videli jsme cely proces od cerviku, kteri se laduji zelenymi listy a jak jsme pozdeji zjistili, podle toho jake listy ji, takovou barvu hedvabi vyrabi. V Kambodzi cervici vyrabi zlutou barvu hedvabi, ktere se potom musi vybelit a bud chemicky nebo prirodne obarvit..(na prirodni barveni treba pouzivaji - bananove listy, kuru ze stromu nebo barevne kvetiny a zajimavosti bylo, ze kdyz k nekterym z nich pridaji rezavy hrebik dostanou jiny odstin). Bylo to hodne zajimave. Je fakt, ze kdyz doma nakupuji a hazim veci do kosiku ani se nepozastavim nad tim, jak pracne je utkat 1 metr latky. Pote jsme byli zavedeni do obchodu, ktery byl opravdovy raj pro oci. Nas posledni den jsme stravili v bazenu jednoho z hotelu a sesli se s nasim kamaradem Michaelem na par drinku.

The next morning we were taken by mini bus (which included 3 plastic seats from the local restaurant in the aisle for extra passengers) to our boat which would take us down through the Tonle Sap lake to Phnom Penh. The journey wasn’t great, the boat was going very fast and it was so loud, it was hard to really take in much of the scenery. When we arrived in Phnom Penh we checked into Okay Guesthouse and explored a little of the city. We went to see Wat Phnom and the fat monkeys and although it wasn’t the most exciting place we’ve been, it was where we met Saran who’d become our tuk tuk driver for the following days trip to the infamous Killing Fields and the S-21 Prison. This was something neither of us were looking forward to but is a “must do” part of any trip to Cambodia in order to see the horrors the people had to go through and helps give an understanding to a lot of the social and economic problems Cambodia faces today (There has been a fair bit about some of the things that went on in the news lately as they are currently running a trial for some of the Khmer Rouge leaders). It proved quite an emotional day, at one point I found myself watching tourists like ourselves slowly walking around mouths open, it created an eerie quiet that I‘d never been part of before.

Dalsi rano nas vyzvedl mini autobus (kde ridic po ceste musel pridat 3 plastikove zidlicky z poulicni restaurace, protoze neodhadli pocet pasazeru), aby nas dovezl do pristavu odkud nam plula rychlo lod do Phnom Penhu. Cesta lodi nebyla zrovna jak jsme si predstavovali. Rychla byla to jo, ale taky tak hlucna, ze vlastne prehlucila vsechnu okolni krasu prirody a jezera Tonle Sap. Po prijezdu do Phnom Penh jsme se ubytovali v Okay Hostelu, a potom vyrazili prozkoumat ulice Phnom Penhu. Nechali jsme se zavest k jednomu parku pobliz s malym chramem na kopci. Nebyl to jeden z nejuzasnejsich chramu, co jsme videli, ale meli tam i tluste opice,,, no spise tehotne. Nez jsme opousteli misto, potkali jsme Sarana, coz byl nas tuk tuk ridic na zitrejsi vylet. Ani jeden z nas se na tento vylet netesil, protoze jsme se jeli podivat na Smrtici pole a byvalou skolu pod nazvem S-21. Je to skoro ale "povinnost", aby turista v Kambodzi videl to utpeni a hruzy, co se tam deli, aby pochopil, proc je socialni a ekonomicky zivot takovy jaky je. Byl to hodne emocionalni den pro oba. Prochazet kolem pomalu a tise a sledovat ostatni lidi, kteri pocituji tu samou litost. Misto vyvolalo velice smutnou a krutou atmosferu, kdy clovek pocituje malou vnitrni nevolnost. Pro vice informaci si muzete precist tento clanek.

The following day we took a walk to the grand palace only to find that the king was there and it was closed to the public. We coud only visit the silver pagoda area so spent an hour or so there and went to the national museum. We booked to start our journey to Vietnam for the following day, but that evening, out of nowhere, we found an extra day! What a bonus, and very lucky we discovered it back at the guesthouse and not as we were crossing the boarder. We decided that we’d use the extra day to see the parts of the palace that were closed the day before, but to be honest it was a real let down. We’d expected to walk around royal gardens etc but it turned out just to be a couple of extra buildings with not a great deal to see. We got an early night before our 3 day tour across to Vietnam, into the Mekong Delta and then up to Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) . . .

Nasledujici den jsme se vydali navstivit Grand Palac, kde jsme zjistili, ze kral je zrovna na navsteve a tak byla verejnosti umoznena jen prohlidka Stribrne pagody, ktera se stavala s mnoha malych krasnych chramu. Prosli jsme to asi za hodinu a pak se vydali do narodniho muzea. Ten den jsme si taky rezervovali listek na dalsi den, odjezd smer Vietnam, aby jsme pozdeji vecer zjistili, ze jsme v kalendari nasli jeden den navic... Jaky bonus! Nastesti jsme to zjistili vecer pred tim, ponevadz by nam nebyl umoznen vstup do zeme po dalsich 24 hodin. Protoze jsme nasli tenhle bonusovy den, rikali jsme si, ze ho vyuzijeme ke zbytu prohlidce Grand Palace, kde jsou krasne zahrady. Jake zklamani, kdyz jsme zjistili, ze Grand Palac je jedna budova navic a na zahrady nema verejnost pristup! Ten vecer jsme zalehli brzo, protoze nas dalsi den ceka 3 denni vylet po rece Mekong smerujici do Saigonu (Hociminova Mesta)... Pokracovani priste...

Cambodia - Part 2 - Angkor

We took the night bus from Sihanoukville to Siem Reap, we both woke a couple of times during the trip to witness the bus driver attempting to break the sound barrier, but arrived safely at 6am the following morning. At the bus station we met Sinnet who would become our driver for the next couple of days around the temples. After a couple of hours sleep in the afternoon and some dinner, Sinnet came and took us to one of the temples for sunset. It was very crowded but the views were amazing a really good taster for the following day. The next morning Sinnet was waiting for us at 5am to catch sunrise at Angkor Wat and then take us on a day tour of the other temples in the Angkor region. It was a really long day but one of the most fascinating experiences, The Bayon Temple and the "Movie" temple were highlights and of course the sunrise at Angkor Wat.

Ze Sihanoukville do Siem Reapu nas privezl nocni autobus, oba dva jsme se behem jizdy parkrat probudili a byli svedky toho, jak se ridic snazi prekonat rychlost zvuku, ale dorazili jsme v poradku v 6hodin rano. Na nadrazi jsme potkali Sinneta, ktery se na par dni stal nasim ridicem. Po par hodinach spanku a veceri pro nas prijel Sinnet, aby nas vzal do Angkoru, a my mohli videt zapad slunce. Bylo tam silene moc lidi, ale pohled na zapad Slunce byl prekrasny. Dost nas to nadchlo a tak jsme odjizdeli s pocitem jak se nemuzeme dockat dalsiho dne. V pet hodin rano nas Sinnet vyzvedl, abychom se mohli pokochat prozmenu vychodem Slunce nad Angkor Watem a pote nas provezl po okoli, abychom mohli videt vice chramu. Byl to dlouhy den, ale plny zazitku. Nejvic nas zaujal chram Bayon, kde se natacel Indian Jones a film Tomb Raider..... ale ani vychod Slunce nemel zadnou chybu.

Next we go to see a silk farm were they show us the whole silk farming proceess from worm to scarf and then heading down to Phnom Penh were we will see the horrors of Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge . . . to be continued . . .

Jako dalsi exkurzi se chystame navstivit tovarnu na vyrobu hedvabi, kde nam ukazi cely proces od cerviku po salu a pote vyrazime do Phnom Penh, kde budeme svedky hrozneho rezimu Rudych Khmeru v cele s vudcem Pol Potem . . . pokracovani priste . . .

Cambodia - Part 1

When the driver returned, we were all ushered onto the bus and weren't sure what to think. In that situation it was hard not to imagine explaining to Cambodian border officials that "we have no idea where they came from" and the infamously accommodating prisons in this part of the world. We made a plan that we would pretend that I couldn't find my passport and that I must have packed it in one of the rucksacks. We got off the bus and headed on foot to the border and popped into a little shop for drink and toilet stop where we went through the rucksacks as best we could. To our great relief they looked untouched, although we felt a bit stupid for suspecting something was wrong, we felt we'd learned a lot about backpacker rule #1.

Kdyz se ridic minibusu vratil zpatky a bylo nas sdeleno, ze mame nastupovat, protoze brzo vyjizdime, nevedeli jsme poradne co si o tom myslet. V teto situaci si neni tezke predstavit jak vysvetlujete na Kambodzske hranici ze "nemame tuseni, jak se to tam dostalo" a hlavne taky kdyz kazdy vi jak to chodi ve vezenich v techto castech sveta. Vymysleli jsme plan, ze budeme predctirat, ze nemuzeme najit Peteuv pas a proto musime projit nase ruksaky. Jak jsme vystoupili z autobusu a pomalu kraceli k hranicim, odskocili jsme si na zachod a piti do maleho obchudku, kde jsme si zkontrolovali ruksaky nejlepe jak jsme v teto situaci mohli. S velkym oddechem jsme zjistili, ze ruksaky vypadaji nedotcene.I kdyz jsme si delali starosti asi trochu vic nez jsme museli, tak myslime, ze jsme se poradne ponaucili a pravidlo cislo 1 jen tak z hlavy dlouho nevypustime.

We went through immigration, were given the worlds quickest health check, and pointed around from place to place. We had already noticed that despite everyone being very helpful, offers to carry bags, pass documents to officials, point us where to go it all came at a cost. Eventually we found our driver and were driven to our hotel in Koh Kong, it was great to have a swim, a quick meal and some sleep before going on to a 6hr coach trip to Sihanoukville. When we arrived we took a tuk tuk to the backpacker area and checked into Monkey Republic.

Prekrocili jsme imigracni, byli jsme bleskove lekarky prohlednuti a pak odkazani z mista na misto. Uz v teto chvili jsme si vsimli, ze i kdyz se nam kazdy snazi sebevice pomoct, odnest ruksak, pomoct vyplnit formulare a ukazat nam cestu kam jit....nicevo zadarmo ani kure nehrabe...a vsechno stoji penize.Nakonec jsme nasli naseho ridice, ktery nas odvezl do hotelu v Koh Kongu. Bylo super se osvezit v bazenu, neco malo snist a poradne se vyspat pred 6ti hodinovou cestou autobusem do Sihanoukvillu. Kdyz jsme tam dorazili, vzali jsme si ryksu do batuzkarske oblasti a ubytovali se v hostelu z nazvem Opici Republika.

Sihanoukville was the first place we settled and it was the first place we started to see some of the bad side of Cambodia. The poverty has driven kids out onto the streets where they beg and try to sell you things. Its difficult to deal with, on the one hand $1 here and there is not a lot to us but on the other giving that $1 causes the parents to send the kids out in the first place.

Sihanoukville bylo prvni misto, kde jsme se na chvili usadili a taky hned prvni misto, kde jsme videli spatnou stranku Kambodzi. Je tu takova chudoba, ze deti jsou nucene prodavat veci a zebrat na ulicich. Je tezke to prehlizet a i kdyz 1 dolar pro nas neni moc snazime se jim penize nedavat (ne vzdy se to podari), aby jsme nepodporovali to, aby je rodice posilali do ulic.

We spent a few days doing bits and bobs around the town but to our disappointment the main beach had been recently been washed away by the storms in the Philippines. We applied for Vietnam visas and hired moped's to find a nicer beach. We were told to not travel between 2-5pm as this was when the police were out looking for bribes from foreign bike riders. Otres beach was beautiful and far more peaceful, we had great day there and when we took the bike back we sat down at the bike shop and spoke to the Canadian guy running it. He recommended we stay in a place called Bodhi Villa in Kampot and as we were booked to go there the following day we decided to go for it. He spent the next hour or so getting us beers and trying to contact them to reserve for us, whilst showing us pictures and talking about his cats.

Stravili jsme tam par dni delanim ruznych veci. Nejvice jsme byli zklamani z toho, ze hlavni plaz bylo odplavena diky bourkam na Filipinach. Zazadali jsme o Veitnamske viza, pronajali si motorku a nasli krasnou plaz.Bylo nam receno nejezdit mezi 2-5 hodinou odpoledni, protoze policie zastavi kazdeho a vybira ani ne pokuty jako uplatky, za to, ze jste cizinec a nemate Kambodzsky ridicsky prukaz.Otres (nazev) plaz byla nadherna a celkem poklidna od ostatnich, kde nabizeni jakekoliv sluzby a veci co minutu. Pote jsme se vratili odevzdat motorku. V pujcovne pracoval nejaky Kanadan, ktery nam doporucil ubytovat se v Kampotu na miste z nazvem Bohdi Villa. Tak jsme tam s nim stravili par hodin a vypili par piv, zatimco se nam snazil pres telefon rezervovat misto a ukazat jeho obrazky s jeho kocicimi mazlicky.

The next morning Danny our mini bus driver turned up to take us on the 2 hour journey to Kampot. It was really nice to be driven by a European for once (the Cambodian drivers seem to think they can see around corners whilst overtaking a moped, lorry and a cow) and he was great with stopping for photo opportunities and explaining some of what was going on.

Dalsi rano nas Danny, ridic minibusu, vzal do mesta Kampot vzdaleneho asi 2hodiny. Bylo dobre jet pro zmenu s evropskym ridicem(protoze Kambodsky ridic dokaze videt i za zatacky kdyz predjizdi at uz moped, nakladak nebo jenom kravu.),ktery nam udelal i par zastavek, aby jsme si mohli udelat nejake fotky.

When we arrived at Bodhi we were checked into the most unique room of the stay so far. The bungalow had three walls, a pond where the 4th should be and a very large (highly necessary) mosquito net. We borrowed some bikes and cycled around town and then went to Bodhi's bar in the evening where we met some guys and booked a trek up Bokor Mountain for the next day. To be honest I kind of thought it would be a little stroll in a bit of jungle but as it turned out we spent most of the time on all fours climbing, definitely the hardest walk we have done. At the top there was an old abandoned village from the 50's with casino and some beautiful views, a really exhausting day but good fun.

Kdyz jsme prijeli do Bohdi Villy, byli jsme ubytovani v zatim nejvice jedinecnem pokoji. Bungalov mel tri steny, rybnicek misto steny ctvrte a velkou sit proti komarum, ktera byla neodmyslitelnou soucasti. Pujcili jsme si kola a vyrazili do mesta, kde neexistuji silnicni pravidla. Pak jsme se vratili, dali si par drinku a potkali lidi, se kteryma jsme si na dalsi rano domluvili vyslap na horu Bokor. Naivne jsme si mysleli, ze to bude celkem prijemna prochazka ve velkem lese, ale jak se ukazalo skoro vetsinu cesty jsme se skoro plazili po ctyrech, rozhodne nejtezsi prochazka, kterou jsme zatim sli. Na vrcholku je vyprazdnena vesnice a kasino z 50tych let a prekrasny vyhled.Byl to vycerpavajici den, ale stal za to.

Pete, Bonna (our Bokor Guide - nas pruvodce po Bokoru) and Verunka

For the next couple of days we hung around in Bodhi villa and relaxed by the river, and then Danny the bus driver picked us up to take us back to our night coach to Siem Reap and the famous Angkor Wat. As we'd already seen the photo stop etc we weren't expecting to stop, but how wrong we were. Usually it’s a dog or a cow that gets stuck on a road and needs a bit of help crossing, but this time it was a boat. There were 20 local guys trying to push a fairly large boat across and we thought they could do with a bit of western weight behind them so four of us got out and pushed. The extra hands did the trick* and before we knew it we were back in Sihanoukville waiting for the world’s campest bus taking us to Siem Reap and the Angkor temples. . .

Zbytek casu jsme pak jenom odpocivali ve Ville vedle reky nez si pri nas zpet prijel Danny, aby nas vzal zpet do Sihanoukville, odkud nam jel nocni autobus do Siem Reapu a znameneho Chramoveho komplexu Angkor. Protoze jsme na ceste tam meli moznost vyfotit si par veci, neocekavali jsme zadne zastavky, ale i tak nejake byli. Normalne je to bud pes nebo krava, ktera blokuje dopravu, ale ted to byla lod. Bylo kolem ni asi 20 chlapiku z vesnice, kteri se snazili ji popostrcit vedle do reky. Tak chlapi z autobusu se rozhodli pridat ruku k dilu a zatlacit s nima*. Ctyri pary zapadnich rukou pomohly a lod byla na vode.Nez bysme rekli svec, byli jsme zpet v Sihanoukvill, kde jsme cekali na nas "nejvic prihraty" nocni autobus na svete, ktery nas poveze do Siem Reapu a Chramum Angkoru....

. . . To be continued...

. . . Pokracovani priste...
















* Just to add to this, Danny spoke Khmer and later told us that they were quite impressed "those foreigners were quite strong", although we only helped them for the last 5% of the push we felt like heroes!

*jenom mala poznamka od Dannyho, ktery mluvil Kmersky, ktery nam pozdeji rekl, ze ti Kambodzani byli celkem prekvapeni a rekli: "ti cizinci jsou docela silni" a i kdyz jim kluci pomohli asi jen z 5% citili se jako hrdinove!

Koh Chang

From Bangkok we took a 6hr coach to Trat, a truck to the port and boat over to the beautiful Koh Chang. We had nowhere booked but was hoping to head down to lonely beach and find a place we'd heard about called Little Eden. Its a difficult place to track down as it has no website but we'd heard great things. Coincidental, on the boat across we then met a guy called Amer, who was taking two girls he'd just met to Little Eden. We all got chatting and decided to share taxi/truck there.

Z Bangkoku jsme si vzali autobus (cesta trvala asi 6 hodin), gazik k pristavu a trajekt, ktery nas prevezl na krasny ostrov Koh Chang. Nemeli jsme zatim nic rezervonane, kde bychom prenocovali, ale vedeli jsme, ze chceme dojet na misto, ktere je oznaceno jako Osamela Plaz a najit misto, ktere se jmenuje Maly Raj. Protoze tohle udajne krasne misto nemelo zadny kontakt na internetu, nevedeli jsme jak obtizne to bude najit. Zhodou okolnosti jsme na lodi potkali typka, ktery se jmenuje Amer. Byl s spolu s dvema holkama, ktere potkal pred par dny a vschni smerovali na misto, ktere se jmenuje Maly Raj. Vsichni jsme se pustili do konverzace a pokracovali spolecnou cestou taxikem/gazikem na ono misto.

The two girls, Vicky and Kara, would become our neighbours and trip buddy's for our time on Koh Chang. Amer was a cool guy, it was his forth visit to Little Eden this year, and the place was kind of his unofficial kingdom. He helped us loads on the island, i'm not sure if this is a real memory or not but it felt as though when we walked through the Lonely beach streets with him the locals and children would coming running out shouting his name! The kind of guy you have to meet to understand this.

Dve holky, Vicky a Kara se staly nasimi sousedkami a kamoskami, se kteryma jsme stravili skoro vetsinu casu na ostove Koh Chang. Amer byl super typek, ktery byl na ostrove tento rok uz po ctvrte a vzdy zustal ubytovany v Malem Raji a tak se zdalo, ze je to jeho male kralovstvi. Zatimco jsme byli na ostrove dal nam hodne informaci o miste atd. a taky se zdalo, ze kamkoliv jsme s nim sli, lidi ho uz znali a zdravili ho z dalky. Jeho osobnost se proste neda popsat, musi se zazit.

The first night was quite an experience, it was the closest we'd both been to sleeping with nature. The noise of the insects and animals combined with our freaky malaria drugs meant that what little sleep we got was spent dreaming weird dreams. We both woke up tired but relieved we'd survived.

Prvni noc byla nejaky zazitek! Bylo to poprve, co jsme stravili noc v takove prirode. Vselijake zvuky hmyzu a zvirat s kombinaci tabletek proti malarii udelali sve a tak se nam moc spanku nedostalo. Oba jsme se probudili unaveni, ale stastni, ze jsme prezili nasi prvni noc v dzungli.

The next day we had breakfast in beautiful place over hanging the sea and then spent the day beaching-it-up. We made some plans to hire bikes and explore the island the following day so took it easy that night. It was great to get out on the road with the bikes, good fun and a great way to see the place. We went to Khlong Phlu waterfall, swam, lost first set of sun glasses, but had great time, said hello to some elephants and then went to watch the sun set.

Rano jsme se vydali na snidani na krasne misto hned vedle more a pak stravili den na plazi. Rozhodli jsme se udelat si plan pro dalsi den a to, ze si pronajmeme motorky a pojedem trosku prozkoumat ostrov. A tak jsme vecer zustali v poklidu bez jakekoliv party. Bylo super pronajmout si motorky. Byla to dobra cesta, jak prozkoumat ostrov blize. Jeli jsme se podivat na Khlong Phlu vodopad, kde jsme si zaplavali, Pete ztratil jeho prvni slunecni bryle a pozdravili jsme par slonu. Uzili jsme si to naplno. Pri ceste zpatky jsme se zastavili na drink - cerstvy kokos a pritom sledovali zapad slunce.

Day 4 was time for our first boat trip, we were all very positive until the heavens opened! All the way out there were storms, but finally they stopped, the sun came out and we got stuck into a bit of snorkeling. Veronika hadn't done any proper snorkeling before so it was quite daunting to her but before we knew it she was diving down to play with the fish and get a closer look at the coral 3-4 meters down. We done a little fishing for afternoon snacks, visited some monkeys and then headed back (nicely sun burnt). Went for really nice BBQ buffet down on the beach with all the guys, and went back to the bungalow to find an ant invasion! Now since the first night we had started to settle into our wild life sleeping with the bugs etc but this was pretty annoying.They were all over our bags and bed, i didn't know what to do but Veronika was obviously getting more used to this than me and calmly and with out hesitation declared war back on the ants! she led the fight by taking us down to the local 7eleven to buy weapons (bug spray) and we cleared all our gear out, shook the ants off and sprayed the room from top to bottom. Whilst we let the ants suffer we spent the rest of the evening chilling out with our neighbours.

Ctvrty den jsme se vydali na nas prvni vylet na lodi, byli jsme vsichni hodne nadseni az do doby, kdy se otevrelo nebe a zacalo prudce prset. Asi pul hodiny cesty prselo dost silne ale nakonec se pocasi umoudrilo a prestalo prset. Lod zastavila a tak jsme si vsichni vzali snorchlovaci pomucky a sup do vody. Bylo to poprvne, co jsem poradne snorchlovala a tak jsem byla ze zacatku trosku ostychava, ale netrvalo to dlouho a potapela jsme se 3-4 metry hluboko a obdivavala koraly a ryby, co plavaly kolem me. Po snorchlovani jsme zacali chytat ryby, aby jsme si je mohli opect na zpatecni ceste, ktera jeste zachrnovala navstevu a krmeni opic na skale. Pak jsme se pomalu zacali vracet zpet, vsichni pekne spaleni od slunicka. Po vylete jsme se vsichni vydali na opekackovou veceri, kde si vyberes co chces a oni ti to ugriluji. Pote jsme se vydali zpet do bungalovu. Ted uz jsme byli klidnejsi a zacinali si pomalu zvykat na tu divocinu... brouky, jesterky atd.... ale co se nestalo, prisli jsme zpet a vypadalo, ze jsme pod utokem mravencu. Byli vsude, na vecech a v posteli. Pete zacal stresovat, co budem delat ale ja jsem zachovala chladnou hlavu a navrhla jit a koupit spraj proti mravencum a zacit protiutok. Tak jsme vytahli a vyklepali vsechny veci, vystrikali cely sprej a nechali je pomalu bud odejit nebo umrit. Zatimco jsme cekali az to vyvetra, stravili jsme zbytek vecera s holkama posazeni na verande a v houpaci siti.

After spending another day on the beach we decided it was time to hire some kayaks to go to an island that had been staring at us every day since we'd been here. It was a really cool day, the island had one lovely beach with only one other group of kayakers on, crystal clear seas and plenty of rocks and caves covered in crabs to explore. We went out to a local restaurant and had the hottest meal we'd ever eaten, possibly due to Amer asking for "extra spicy" and then went for a beach party.

Po dalsim dni stravenem na plazi jsme se rozhodli pronajmout si kajak a vydat se na nedaleky ostrov, ktereho jsme si vsimli hned prvni den, co jsme dorazili. Byl to moc pekny den straveny na osamele plazi, jen my 4 a dalsi skupinkou lidi. More bylo krasne pruhledne a kolem skal se hemzilo neskutecne mnozstvi krabu. Po vylete jsme sli na tu nejostrejsi veceri, co jsme zatim ochutnali. Pote jsme se vydali na party na plazi.

The next day, we were quite hungover but hired mopeds to go to another beautiful white sand beach, followed by our last dinner with the guys and a session of exchanging photos.

Rano jsme se probudili s opicema,,,, nekdo s vetsi nekdo s mensi. Ale i tak jsme chteli posledni den stravit jinak nez nicnedelanim, tak jsme si pronajali motorky a jeli se podivat na sever ostrovu, kde byla nejkrasnejsi plaz, kterou jsem zatim videla. Vecer jsme se vsichni sesli na posledni vecere a vymelili si fotky s ostatnima.

We loved Koh Chang and are both hoping we get the chance to come back, i'm sure there'll be many more great places but everything comes to an end and before we know it we are on the boat and then taxi/truck to Cambodia. We get dropped at a bus station where we are due to swap to mini bus, load our rucksacks and wait. Pete asks the driver how till we leave and is told 1 hour, so we decide to pop to toilet and sit out in the fresh air. To our horror the mini bus leaves, with our rucksacks on board, for a quick run into town, suspiciously just before two foreign tourists are due to cross the border to Cambodia . . . . backpacker rule#1: Never leave rucksacks unattended on journeys across borders!

Oba dva jsme si zamilovali Koh Chang a doufame, ze bude jednou sance, ze se muzeme zase vratit. Jsme si jisti, ze bude jeste hodne takovych mist, ale jak se rika vsechno jednou konci a nez jsme si to uvedomili byli jsme na trajektu na ceste zpet z ostrova smer Kambodza. Gazik nas vysadil na autobusovem nadrazi kde jsme si presedli na miniautobus a odevzdali nase ruksaky, aby byli ulozeny dozadu autobusu. Pote, co se Pete zeptal a zjistil, ze nepojedem jeste asi hodinu, vystoupili jsme z autobusu, zasli si na zachod a posadili se na lavicku pred autobusem. K nasemu zdeseni se autobus zacal vzdalovat a to bez nas, ale s nasimi ruksaky asi 2 hodiny pred tim nez 2 turisti z cizi zeme hodlaji prekrocit hranice Thajsko - Kambodza. Batuzkarske pravidlo cislo 1: Nikdy nenechavej ruksak bez dorozu.

To be continued . . .

Pokracovani priste...