To the Jungle! (And the Seaside)

As May rolled in, we decided it was time for a break. We went off to the town of Kep, on the Southern coast of Cambodia. The attraction was multifold: jungle, sea and a very comfortable lodge to stay in. Despite walking our feet off and meeting some interesting new friends in the jungle (of which more in a future post), it was probably the most relaxing time we have had in years. For both of us, walking in the jungle was a whole new experience.

Above is what the jungle looks like when you're not in it. Below is what it looks like when you are.

Behind the lodge where we were staying was Kep national park: a series of hills that were largely still pristine jungle. However, there were two paths you could follow: one around the hills and one to the top. When we say paths, please don't get the wrong impression. We had to dodge spider webs, clamber over fallen trees, avoid soldier ants, watch out for treading on millipedes and, at times, slide downhill on our backsides, grabbing at ant-infested branches to slow us down. All in all, a bit of an adventure. It took us all of one day to walk around the hills, and most of another to get to the top. The evidence is below.

The other great attraction of Kep is the sea, and especially the small islands that are dotted around just off the coast. Unfortunately, the weather turned unpredictable (read downright scary) so we stayed on-shore. Nonetheless, there was plenty of fabulous seafood to be had, fresh out of the water. The picture below was taken from our table at a little wooden restaurant that sat right on the sea. In it, a fisherwoman is dragging a crab pot ashore straight to the restaurant. That's fresh.

Before you all mark Kep down as the next hot destination, perhaps we should point out a few things. First, Kep is not easy to get to. There is a bus, but until you've sampled the delights of the Phnom Penh Sorya Transport Company, you can't really understand what that means. Suffice it to say that it arouses comment when the driver actually has a proper seat that is fixed to the floor. No problem, you might say. No, not until you're hurtling along a potholed road at about 70 km/hour and a bullock cart pulls out right in front of you. No problem, you might still say (you can go around it) until you see the 5,000-ton Russian Kamaz logging truck coming the other way and taking up just about the whole of the road. What we're saying here is that it's almost as bad as going by Ryanair, but probably takes even longer.

Then, when you arrive, there's nothing actually there. Administratively, Kep is a city and has the same theoretical status as Phnom Penh. This is because, up to the 1960s, it was indeed Cambodia's premier resort. Unfortunately, that kind of thing did not go down well with a particular previous Cambodian government. Consequently, Kep is now mostly a ruin, although many of the ruins are still inhabited.



There are one or two hotels, a nice, if small, beach, and what is known as the Crab Market: a series of landing stages and restaurant shacks where the food is as good as the menu is incomprehensible, and where the subject of food hygiene or safety has never reared its ugly head. If you're looking for the Costa del Sol, go to the Costa del Sol. On the other hand, we found it one of the most fascinating, charming and relaxing places we had ever been. We've already booked to go back.

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A Man Needs a Fish Like a Woman Needs a Bicycle

Perry has started to settle into his job with the Fisheries Administration. His title is Provincial Planning Advisor. Sounds good, but there are one or two wee snagettes with providing advice to the provincial fisheries departments. First, none of them speak English. Second, there can be anywhere from 1 to 97 staff within the department (no, not joking) to do the same job. Third, none of them has any experience of planning. Fourth, very few of them have ever seen a computer, let alone used one. Just the environment that Microsoft Project was designed for. Perry is now starting to understand why his department in the Headquarters went pale when he produced some Gantt charts recently. Still, at least there's only one direction to move in - forward. Oh yes, and some of the provincial fisheries departments apparently take a couple of days just to get to from Phnom Penh. Oh well, we wanted fresh challenges.

Enough waffle, time for some pix. These show some of the ways that Cambodian people actually catch fish, with or without the assistance of the Provincial Planning Advisor.



This is probably pretty much as you would expect to see: a small boat with nets and most of the effort done by hand. It's pretty typical; although there are quite a few larger boats on Tonle Sap lake and along the coast, this is still how most Cambodian fishing people sustain themselves and, if they're lucky, make a living.



These are the sort of larger boats that are used on the coast. Bear in mind that a lot of other nations in the area are using large trawlers (often illegally), and you can see that the Cambodians have a struggle on their hands



Perhaps more surprising is that a lot of the fishers spend pretty much all of their lives on the water. This is a small floating village on the Mekong. On Tonle Sap Lake, these villages are widespread and sometimes of considerable size.



Cages like this are also used, both to catch and to rear fish. Aquaculture (fish farming) is becoming increasingly important in Cambodia, as fish catches at best remain level, whilst population continues to increase.

But what do you get as a result? Ah yes, fish. The Giant Mekong Catfish can grow up to 4 metres long, but you're more likely to find something a little smaller in the market. The fish below went from river to market to barbecue all in the same day. Tasted pretty good, too.



So why the title for this post then? Well, while Perry has been learning about fish, the shocking truth is that Sarah has been riding a bicycle and has even taken delivery of one of her very own from VSO's Arthur Daley concession lot. Here's the evidence of her pedalling prowess, taken on the bamboo bridge near Kampong Cham - one false wobble and she's in with the fish, hence completing the cycle (sorry).



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The Cambodian Times Educational Supplement

Sarah goes to school...

This was my first experience of the Cambodia outside of Phnom Penh, at the end of March. A beautiful communal verandah in a tranquil meadow in Siem Reap, being used from 7-11am for the village preschool. A few of the '5' year olds looked at least 7. The charming teacher was teaching simple numbers (like 6=first grade maybe?) & colours & names of animals & how they should look after the fish in the river. ... And eat them prepared with ginger & greens & a nice bowl of steamed fragrant rice... I was starting to think about lunch as we had set off at 5 in the morning...



This below was a delightful scene. This little chap turned up with mum & just stood quietly & peeped in rapt attention at his elders & betters having the lesson. Uniform optional as you can see!



The village had an NGO supported handicraft scheme where women weave silk & rattan & sew really very nice purses, bags, scarves etc.



This is how the silk is made, one single thread at a time, that is brought in line with the rest & checked carefully for straightness, the frame is adjusted to bring the next one over or under. It is beautifully patterned, & can cost $50-60 for enough for a skirt length - & that's not tourist prices but what Cambodian women also would pay for a skirt for weddings etc. I bought a beautiful scarf for $9. Note the beautiful shiny black hair of the young lady. People's hair here is wonderful, sure there is something in the river water... hmm marketing oppo!



Now to Koh Kong on the Thai border for Education Training Conference in May. Below is a typical fishing boat on the river front. These very attractive boats are all a bit different but all painted in various blue/green shades with complicated 2 storey cabins on top. They are sea -going as the river flows into the sea about a mile up the river. Needless to say the fish & crabs are stunningly fresh.



NOT on one of those boats but a classic long narrow Vietnamese style fishing boat... 20 of us went up the river to visit a wonderful fishing village community school right where the river meets the sea. Annoyingly, a lot of the photos didn't come out but the view of the banks was lovely with forested hills coming down to palm trees & mangrove swamps.

The village shop - fresher fish than Sainsburys!

This is a view down the library of the school, note the hammocks lining the sides, the books hang up on lines under the thatch. When you hear that the village is knee deep in water at seasons of high tide, you know it makes sense!

There is a great little ecology micro system next to the library. The school director is inspirational & set this mini mangrove swamp up to show the villagers why it works not to burn the mangroves for charcoal, how the crabs there live in seashells & how when the tide rises, fish can be farmed. It may sound odd to have to teach them why their traditional ways work, but they can be so easily wiped out, with bad consequences for the whole eco system & the humans in it.

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