once upon a wing in…Cambodia

Once upon a wing, after sailing on a little wooden boat along the Mekong Delta and spotting a very sweet little tree cottage, my friend Emma and I arrived in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. As our boat pulled into the shore, we scrambled up the steep, rocky steps and ran straight for the ATM. After two days on a boat having only consumed one bottle of water and half a pineapple, money was our first thought. Hello food.

We jumped aboard a tuk-tuk and found a little street-side balcony hostel to call home for a day. We then met a local Cambodian Couchsurfer and had some more food. Wandering the streets, we stumbled upon a gem of a bookstore. Sweat was pouring from every inch of my skin; I realised I was very sick. We rushed to buy me magic medicine and I tossed and turned the night away in my little room.

We woke up bright and early and headed for the Royal Palace which was very grand and majestic. The sky was bright blue and meshed perfectly with the bright whites of the palace and the fusion of pink flowers splattered around the block.

Before long we were on a bumpy, but beautiful bus journey through the soul of Cambodian countryside. Our destination- Siem Reap. We were immediately whisked away in yet, another tuk-tuk. This time we found ourselves at a wedding, a random Cambodian couple’s wedding. We danced the night away, pretended to speak French, got chased by duck heads and laughed until our faces were tomato red.

We awoke barely three hours later to be taken by the same tuk-tuk driver-minus yesterday’s enthusiasm- to Angkor Wat for sunrise. And it was beautiful. As we neared closer, the moon got smaller and began it’s smooth journey down towards the lily pads floating on the pond as the giant round sun emerged from behind the temple, colouring the sky the way only our imaginations dream of.

We saw elephants and a little girl that seemed at one with the temples. We played and climbed and walked and walked. It was so beautiful.

Siem Reap was our favourite place. We decided to stay for a few more days and get to know it better. Butterflies flew around our heads as we ate, kittens danced across our feet. There was a lot of curry eating and we drank rainbow juice from luminous green buckets with straws. A day of cycling led us on the greatest adventure being chased by children through emerald fields, all the while singing Edward Sharpe’s ‘Home’ continually. We spotted a rustic gate from some forgotten fairytale, and we basked away an afternoon in road-side hammocks.

Cambodia seeped into our hearts and we didn’t want to leave. We let little fish nibble on our feet in lost lanes. I spent a day talking to children in masks at a cute cafe while I waited for my plane to other lands, far away from the postcards of this friendly temple town, tucked away in my notebook.

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Cambodia, ‘I want kiss you’, I do.

Love,

Luna

February ‘Vietnam and Cambodia’

Eat chocolate, kiss and travel. I’ll take all of the above. Every single day. What better way to start a brand new year with a journey to far-away lands. (OK, not THAT far from China, but you get the idea ;).

Sizzling Ho Chi Minh city, a world of motorcycles and Pho. An epic 2day boat ride, just drifting along the Mekong Delta, no money, no worries (apart from NO money), just the sunsets, the river, my runny nose that would be sure to win the race and little fruit markets floating by. Palaces and balcony breakfasts and massages and legit’ back-street Cambodian food with locals…Phnom Penh. A city of treasures and tragedies…

Bumpy bus rides with sophisticated ladies passing dreamy meadows and villages on stilts. Tuk-tuk rides to weddings in Siem Reap, and to the breathtaking Temples of Angkor. Bike rides through beautiful villages, kids chasing us at our feet. Butterfly restaurants and buckets of Angkor WHAT?! Fish tickling our feet and the best veggie burgers in the world….Siem Reap is dreamy.

Back to crazy Ho Chi Minh for candyfloss and cocktails and the Vietnamese New Year. Onwards to Mui Ne…a land of kites and mango daiquiris. The BEST mango daiquiris in the world. For real. Lazy daze….

Dalat. The highlands where buildings are built like fantasy Alice in Wonderland lands, and waterfalls are meant for abseiling. Motorbike rides where you fear for your life….

Hanoi. The most beautiful city. The most colourful architecture and puppets that dance in water. Then the water of Halong Bay. So blue. Just gliding through caverns and caves in a canoe built for two…

Then home to Guangzhou. What a journey :)

soundtrack to my month…nothing so free as blasting this at the top of your lungs in rural Cambodia on a pink bicycle…meadows to your left…sunsets to your right…