|Monks out and about in Kampong Cham|
So on Sunday 12th we took the 2pm Capital Bus from Phnom Penh to the city Kampong Cham. If you have a look at Patrick’s notes you can read about what Kampong Cham has to offer. The journey was on a 1980's circa bus which was fully booked with out group has the only non-Asians. The journey took about 3hrs which included a 30 min stop for the bus to be re-watered. The country-side between PP and KC is exactly what you would expect from the movies, largely flat, green forests and paddy fields with small villages through out.
One of the fun things to do is count how many people you see on a motorbike or moped as it speeds by so far I have spotted 6 although the most impressive sight was the man with a huge block of ice on the front and statue on the back.
|Lazy Mekong Daze a curry and drink for $3 how bad?|
|Andre, Ingrain and Dave playing pool in Lazy Mekong|
Central (National) Gov. in Phnom Penh with Prime Minister in charge.
Provincial Government (Provencal offices of Gov. Departments and an elected Governor in each province)
Districts Government (district offices of Gov. Dep.)
Commune Councils (elected forum at community level similar to Town Councils)
Village Phum's (in rural areas)
|Up and over Kizuna|
|Kizuna Close up|
|Kizuna Bridge 1.5km long|
|The VSO gang enjoying the more relaxed and cheap life in Kampong Cham|
All in all KC offers a very different take on life to PP but I guess one could say that of any when comparing the wider country to the capital city. It is certainly a very friendly city where the locals are delighted to let you try your Khemer but will laugh when you get it wrong.
On the last couple of evenings after Language class I have gone running and this has had three effects on me-1. I felt much better after some exercise (but I was sweated at least litre of body fluid) 2. I was stuck by all the keep fit and dancing classes/groups. There are at least three along the river in Kampong Cham doing their work-out dance to three different types of music. 3. It was when I was running along the Mekong that it final hit me that my home for the next two years is Cambodia.
|Me and my trusted Bike number 159.|