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Cambodia me have smoked all in one shot, and the effect, and 'was very psychedelic and hallucinatory, large bazzo Cambodian! As always
a brief historical digression to acclimate a bit ':
Cambodia, inhabited by Khmer people, has alternated between two moments in its history: the first thousand years ago, where the Khmer empire, able and pissed off, conquered' great part of Indochina and Thailand, with a common basis for culture and religion of these countries. The second one came after a French colonialism and the two World Wars: from them 'and on' degenerate started, first with the battle to oust the French girl mangiabaguette, then with the involuntary involvement in the Vietnam War that led to a series civil war culminating in the genocide carried out by that joker psychopath Pol Pot, Hitler and Mao do not care. In short
between 75 and 79 over 2 million Khmer (2 million!) Were exterminated by the Khmer Rouge (ie 'themselves!), A lucid madness well sponsored by the U.S. Russia and China, what a show! Since
spent so little time that tragedy and 'very easy to meet survivors' (those over 40), which will tell you openly and individual dramas will tell you that was all against all, a war against themselves and a fight survival: kill or die for ... After so much drama
Cambodians have decided to stop needlessly killing and now smile to life, some do not sail in the gold but very satisfied to be alive and if they live a bit 'unhinged and a bit rowdy, but always happy and sincere. An explosion of vitality '.
And I am prepared on this basis I like Rambo in the jungle, ready to tear again, after just 2 hours from my arrival in Cambodia, I met a fool of Finland, and along with this Viking I bought a rowboat and I made 6 days down the Mekong by boat!
You've got it right: I bought a boat!
Paid $ 85 after an exhausting negotiation Khmer strictly in June 'to the port and I Viking We started with a handful of hope, backpacks and head-wind in its sails, rowed to the south and singing the feats of Odin, the Viking god, hoping that he, Buddha and all the others up there 'is not Scordino of us! Yeeeeeah!
Just prior to baptize the "Queen of the Mekong" hurling a beer bottle as a tradition, I decided to send even fuck beard and hair, the time had come!
So I'm younger than 12 years, and the Viking raving like a 12enne we started, with the entire village of Stung Treng that greeted us, we are pioneers of the Mekong, with the background music of the Dead Kennedys: It's a Holiday in Cambodia!
and were 6 days fucking wild: wake before dawn, four hours of paddling in the sun overwhelming interrupted by a few pike dive into the river, meals in huts along the coast, paddling in the afternoon admiring the beautiful nature shawl and green before settling on some island deserted for the night, built-apocalyptic sunset. Yeah!
Someone had alarmed the presence of guerrillas are still active along the coasts, but the only problem we had, 'was when invited to a wedding khmer that lasted two days in a small village, after we had lavish eating and drinking goodbye to continue his journey, but they did not want to learn to let go and I was forced to dance to tribal music khmer two hours with the natives! Rollin'on the river!
c'andom And so, then after 5 days of pagajate steaks with Galeazzi shouting "Come on guys Abbagnano force, gold, gold!" and well sailed 150 km we arrived, a bit 'stoned from the sun, Kratie, and I turned them in business man trying to sell the boat to some pious fisherman!
Obviously the whole country knew that 2 barang (foreigners) wanted to sell a boat (and scrausa marciulenta) and end two days after raiding the port looking for buyers are able to extort $ 35 to a hotelier who now exposes my ex " Queen of the Mekong "in the lobby! A historical relic! Yeah
dollars at hand to enter Phnom Penh, capital city!
town Crazy, crazy people, crazy Mark.
A provincial capital, but by far the most 'great that I met in the last three months, a lively atmosphere and dusty, hot and friendly, a city' that only the name (that you never know how to pronounce) and suggests that 'a terrible mess, but you have fun!
A city-zoo where you see the street elephants, monkeys, dogs and yellow UFO parked between the buildings, beware!
And after the pseudo metro 'PP I find myself, at last, the sea!
Ocean!
I could do but I prefer the poetic to say that I were done 3 days of diving on an island, with fins at the bottom and oxygen tank in hand, the amazing deep-sea floor: If traveling I discovered that where there is' water there 'life stands under' water I found that where there is 'much water there' so much life! A trip to psychedelic
between fluorescent colors, intriguing shapes, sinuous and mysterious creatures, all in slowmotion followed by bubbles ... a big, mega, super Bazza!
After arriving in Siem Reap Sihanoukville, the discovery of the ruins of Angkor Wat: the Machu Picchu Asia.
CITY-millennia-old temple that emphasizes the majesty 'of the Khmer empire, but now the forest is slowly recovering back, with trees growing impressive and roots like snakes that afflict the Hindu-Buddhist ruins, charming with its aura of mystery giunglesco.
really nice and well deserved applause to these Khmer.
Wow, that's my Cambodia, Cambodia no limits!
addition to many interviews with survivors of the genocide, some friendship with nice people and beautiful rooms, full breakfast of sweet rice, coconut milk and exotic fruits (hello old ... end of the world, give me yet!), So dust, riding a bicycle mileage clinging to tuk-tuk battered, sweaty hitchhiking with my skate-scepter (fixed for a few days!) Powerful and I'm always on the border of Thailand, where I turned $ 1 to an American the night before he lost everything to the casino 'and begging for help ... with all of poverty 'that there' here my dear Yankee dollar and 'some for you! A
Cambodia who takes you and fills you with life, and 'a pleasure to share with these people, Phnom Penh we meet again dear!
Ok, and finally the good news and 'that I have at hand a visa for Burma and a trip to a goal long pursued, soon to become' reality '!
Yeeeeeah!
I'll be 'a couple of weeks in Bangkok surrounded by smog, skyscrapers and lots of entertainment, before flying to Yangon in the middle' in February!
See you there then!
Rock and Roll!
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