We headed out towards the floating village of Tonle Sap lake but drove through several small villages on the way and stopped to photograph interesting houses and water buffaloes. As we got out lots of children followed us around, and I took their photo. They seemed to have lots of fun seeing images of themselves on the playback screen on my digital camera.
Next we drove to the lake of Tonle Sap, and although I didn’t take the one hour boat ride to see the village, Al did. Instead I wandered around the narrow strip of land with floating houses on either side. I dídn’t like the place very much. To start with I was plagued with children asking for a dollar, without any small goods to offer, and I thought it was a shame that in the past enough irresponsible tourists had done so for them to expect it. Instead I practised a few new phrases of Khmer and took their photographs.
The area was incredibly dusty and the people lived in very basic conditions - although they had houses, and casual stalls selling food and veg, as well as a primary and secondary school, so they weren’t living in complete poverty. Their way of life appeared very demanding. They didn’t have anything to offer tourists, apart from the boat rides lower down the road, and I recieved a lot of stares and felt the locals wondered what I was doing there. The people weren’t as friendly as other parts of Cambodia, but in a way I felt they weren’t use to seeing tourists in their community, apart from further down the road in boats that visit a floating village 4km away, so most tourists probably ignore this part. While I was there I bought a whole bunch of about 20 small bananas for $0.25 and was then followed by small children who kept asking for one, so I gave most away. It surprised me in a way that when the children saw I had a bag of bananas they stopped asking for a dollar, as I suppose they could eat it rather than giving the money to their parents to spend.
After lunch we went to the old market which was full of local goods at reasonable prices. The market was huge and filled with colourful stalls from Cambodian silk to fresh fruit and veg. I spent over an hour or so looking through the stalls and bought a patchwork bag, several scarves with varying silky textures and wooden beaded bracelets. The women at the market stalls were friendly although some were understandably keen that I bought from them, as most of the stalls sold similar silk scarves or bags.
We came back to the hotel and thanked the tuk tuk driver and paid him for the last four days. We thought he was probably about 25, and chatting to him earlier I found out that he had three children, two young boys and a girl. For western standards he seemed so young to have a family, but he appeared proud to talk about the subject.
We had a nice meal at the guesthouse and settled up for our food and accomodation. As I’ve been writing this post we’ve had very heavy rain outside but its finally stopped. We plan to go out for a cocktail to celebrate the New Year, followed by an early night. We have a taxi booked for 6.30am tomorrow morning. Happy New Year.