The guesthouse that we were staying was quite near the night market and also near to all the nice cafes/restaurants.
I was quite shocked with how the place looked when the night falls. It looks very much like our Holland Village or even Club Street. Very nice ambience and they do even Italian, Japanese, Fusion and all kinds of food for the most likely tourists.
The first night was we went to this ‘Golden Temple Restaurant’ (apparently, it was another eatery branch linked to our guesthouse.). I had their curry with rice and ying had their Chinese styled fried ‘dong fen.’ Cool ourselves with coconut and pineapple shake. It definitely helps to refresh us after the long adventurous exploration through the temples. And we were entertained by their ‘Aspara’ dance. A kind of traditional dance in Cambodia.
We ended the night by walking along their streets, out of curiosity. We rewarded ourselves an eye-opener of what they have. Le Bistrot, Boom Boom Room, SOHO (a gambling casino), Khmer House (authentic), Bubble Tea House with fit balls for guest to rest their feet, blue pumpkin. Galleries, Second-hand stores lotsa dining cafes.
The days in Cambodia were like a survivor to me as compare to like a holiday.
I feel so much for the people there, their simple life, their easily contented minds, and a way where one motorcycle could fit in 5 people? Like how they ‘cooked’ clams under the hot sun and eat them right away!! School life, I feel they are not very serious into education thou’. Even though they are pity/poor, they can have so many kids. I mean they don’t worry like the people in Singapore. Whether money is considered? Certainly they do I think, but developed countries like us, we think a lot. In such, we planned things cordially. We worried about our future, parents, kids, and career. We got to factor everything concerning the rest of our life.
One night in Cambodia, we chilled ourselves out at blue pumpkin. They are famous for their pastries, ice-creams, desserts, after 7.30 half-price offers, earl-gray muffins…etc We love their upper storey where they have this pure white daybed that stretches all the way to the counter. Unfortunately, we can’t get a seat there. But to admire the people sitting there, the interior, overlooking the windows, mirror for our reflection was good enough to blow the night away. We shared a soufflé with vanilla ice cream topped with some caramel sauce. We each ordered tea to calm our senses. (Earl-gray, ginger honey)
We left the place and went back on the last night to get ourselves breakfast for the next morning, as we are leaving early in the morning. Muffins, Coconut swirl Danishes and a mint-choc ice cream for myself. (pms addict)
We also went to ‘Dead Fish Inn’. Nice interior targeted for mainly the Caucasians and tourists. They have ordered delivered up through some pulley, so the server dun even need to run up and down the place. Orders are also slung down through a sliding down tag. They did have a band performing but we din still till late. Miss it. But they played mostly the old English songs.
Out of the 4 days, we also did something meaningful by helping one of the families by sending their boy to the clinic. Apparently, this boy foot was run over by bicycle/something. The family was poor and we did all we can to send them to the clinic. It was a bad wound and if nothing is being done, we were quite sure that in years to come, the boy feet might be gone.
So at least we get the doctor to bandage up the wounded and gave him 2 injections. The boy was crying when the needle went through his leg. But he is well behaved and sensible.
Satisfaction- the lend of a helping hand.
Nevertheless, I dun mind visiting the place again. And I dun mind going to Angkor Wat once again.
