One of my favorite temples was the Bayon (1181-1218), it stands in the center of Angkor Thom and has 54 towers and 216 faces of Avalokiteshvara - Lord who looks down.

We were speechless standing in the presence of the towering faces and the muti-level temple designs.


The next morning we hired a 4×4 TIGER to venture out to more remote temples from Angkor Thom.

Our first stop was Banteay Srei (consecrated in 967 A.D.), basically means “citadel of the women”.

Banteay Srei has some of the best carvings of all the temples.

The temple is constructed out of deep red sandstone and some claimed that the carvings were done by women due to the intrique details.

Visitors can buy incense and offered them at the shrines inside the temple.

Next we arrived at Kbal Spean and began a hike up the mountain. I thought it was really funny they have people sweeping the dirt path.

Kbal Spean is also known as ‘Valley of 1000 Lingas’ for the sculptures carved into the riverbed.
Since it was the dry season we were able to observe all the fine details and other carvings along the river banks. It is amazing that the details have not been worn away by flowing water over the years.

The Lingas were believed to fertilize the water of the East Baray and irrigate the rice fields in Cambodia.

Beng Mealea, 77km from Siem Reap on bumpy roads is another temple left mostly untouched after re-discovery. The main gate has collapsed and visitors have to go around to the side opening.

There are many children there which can be hired for a few USD as guides. It is amazing to see them move so freely on these fallen ruins.

The trees have established their hold on every crack and facade in Beng Meala.

Inside one of the main corridors.

Traditional Cambodian puppet.

A shadow puppet performance in the evening. It was performed in Khmer so we had no idea what was going on, but it was entertaining nonetheless with all the elaborate figures!

Nonetheless we made it to the top and it was quite a sight overlooking the rice fields and the sun breaking through the clouds.

Farmers work on their fields…doesn’t look like dry season to me with all the lush green everywhere!

Sam Mountain is filled with philgrams near Tết, the Vietnamese New Year. Legend has it that 40 virgins were needed to move a Buddha and when they couldn’t move it anymore they just built a temple around it as a permanent resting place.

Our moto-drivers, good times!

Next we hired another boat to visit the fishing villages, floating market near Chau Doc.

Large banana boats.

Getting closer.

And we couldn’t resist it and hopped on to check it out!

The children on a small island known for their silk weavings.

Randy’s recollection of the border crossing:

So, we were having a perfectly easy “rest day” going to a floating market, checking out some fishing villages, seeing an interesting ethnic community and then chilling out in the afternoon. After the morning’s events, we ran into two nice Dutch girls who asked us if we wanted to leave a day early to go to Cambodia with them on a special journey instead of the regular route. After some intense haggling over price and logistics we took off on a van/boat/car trip across the border. At Vietnam customs, things were so disorganized they sent us unsupervised outside from building to building to get our documents checked and bags scanned. It could not have been easier to smuggle goods if we wanted to. We then boarded a sketchy little boat and went on our way to the border. At one point, the man who spoke very little English pulled off to the side, asked for all of our passports and ran out of sight on shore with them. It was at this point we realized we were no longer in Vietnam, hadn’t yet entered Cambodia, and no longer have our passports.

Luckily, the man came back with a border guard who waved us on to Cambodian customs where we slowly filled out the paperwork and skipped over making any “suggestions” as the suggestion box was a clear container full of money. We then continued flying our way up a beautiful river on this little boat getting great pictures along the way. After a short swap to a car with an insane driver who worked the horn while his son worked the gas pedals, we made it to Phnom Phen without a scratch.

The houses along the river as we sped toward Phnom Phen in the speedboat.

En route to Phnom Phen, Truck transporting pottery to the city.

Short distance transporation for the locals between their farms and the towns.

We decided to keep moving and arrived in Battenbang.

In the afternoon we visited a local temple and reveived a lot of background and traditions by a monk

Elaborate carvings within the temple.

Stay tuned for more Cambodia adventures!