Angkor Wat – day 357

Every for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction force – Newtons Third Law of Physics. So, I believe I can go ahead and blame Mr. Newton for this… you eat too much the night before and you have to roll out of bed; if you go to bed late, then getting up early is painful. I have used physics law to complain about how everything about the early alarm clock at 04:00 was just wrong. But, we did manage to get on the road and with the lights on the phone showing where to walk, we entered the Angkor Wat temple complex in pitch darkness. Taking up position by the pool by the North library we had arrived with almost a full hour to watch the sunrise. The Asian tour groups arrived and a small group of ladies gradually walked in front of us, blocking our view of the temple and the reflection in the pool. It wasn’t the end of the world, they weren’t a noisy group and we were able to see above them and take some photos. We didn’t get the iconic photo, but I wouldn’t have blamed them. A number of tourists were creeping further and further around the pool, so I’m sure there are now thousands of photos with a gentleman in a bright green top, a woman in a skimpy white top, ruining the view for hundreds of photographers. The German girl ‘looking for her friends’ right in front of us, taking photos and not searching for anyone, needed a few sharp words (and we have them to her!!). The sunrise was nice, but I don’t think it was worth the hassle. We had some crackers on the steps of the library. The kids of the jungle had a better breakfast than us, begging from everyone with a hotel breakfast pack. A group of youths were sitting on the balustrade (right next to the signs that said not to sit on them). I wonder how many of them understood the sculptures at the end of the rails or what they represented. I feel a bit more organisation and security could be taken from other sites to be used in Angkor Wat during sunrise. We entered the temple early and with the season affording us quieter crowds we were able to explore the empty corridors and ascend to the top sanctums without any queueing. With more than 3,000 apsaras (heavenly nymphs) and 37 different hairstyles, the wall carvings are remarkable. Many of these exquisite carvings were damaged in the 80s by using harsh cleaning chemicals. A German team are now in charge of the restoration and their impact is kept to a minimum, as this building has been in constant use (almost) since it was built. 


We noticed ourselves that the bas reliefs along the lower levels were better viewed in an anti-clockwise fashion. But, as is our fashion when visiting a temple, we oft stroll around before reading about the site. The layout of Angkor Wat is orientated to the west. A long spiel which I won’t bore even myself with, the temple, the heart and soul of Cambodia, is most likely to have served as both as a temple and as a mausoleum for Suryavarman II. An unusual layout didn’t take away from the size, scale and symmetry of the place, believed to be the world’s largest religious building. The views from the Bakan afforded an appreciation of the 1.5×1.3km layout with the spatial representation of the universe. We could hear some people flabbergast by the temple and while we enjoyed it immensely, I think we both still preferred Bayon. But, it was definitely worth visiting and leaving loads of time to explore it. 


High on the hit list for every tourist, popular by Angelina Jolie as Tomb Raider’s Lara Croft… we were off to none other than Ta Prohm. A well sign posted layout of the temple was probably the most pointless of all the notice boards we came across in the Angkor region, as there was a natural one-way flow to the tourists at the temple. Set in the jungle (no surprise there), the guide book has described it beautifully: ‘there is a poetic cycle to this venerable ruin, with humanity first conquering nature to rapidly create, and nature once again conquering humanity to slowly destroy’. The behemoth trees cling to the rocks like a toddler with a toy or a dog with a bone. Their muscular embrace is slowly squeezing life from their chiselled victims. Efforts from the India Archaeological Survey is repairing the site, but upsetting many people at this site by destroying the trees in the process. A compromise solution, from one not experienced in the field would be to preserve or conserve other areas first and only begin work on these small pockets later on. We enjoyed some incredible scenery, both natural and man made and even queued to take photos at one spot inside the temple. The place is a must see before the trees and atmosphere are gone. 


Heading in to town, I vetoed any further plans of temples for a bowl of Pho. There is no way that we can enjoy every single temple in equal appreciation and having been up for over 6 hours already and just eating a few crackers, we needed something substantial before fatigue and heat cut us down to size. 
After a brief nap (ahem) we kinda run out of time to do anything else. Oops! So, we drove in to town, picked up a takeaway. Brought it home and enjoyed a lazy evening with loads and loads of to programs. It was fabulous. Wednesday 28th September 2016

Bangkok – day 338

With the room in near pitch blackness, the hostel pretty much empty and quiet and the air con stuck on a comfortable setting and a nice sized bed, we both slept beautifully and awoke fresh as daisies. So, custardy bread and water for breakfast we set about doing a bit of planning for the coming weeks. We can’t stay here indefinitely catching up on blogs and eating curries. Can we?? However after a hour or so with little motivation to do any productive research, we decided to stay here an extra night and go to the cinema instead… Oops!!

A familiar walk to the Surasak station, we walked the last bit at Siam station to the mall and cinema, not bothering with the convoluted change of lines and queueing up to be squeezed on. No, we walked a few hundred metres and you can tell where we walked from the puddles we left behind. Humidity and heat in the middle of the day, bad combination. Totally different to the heat of the Northern Territory in Oz, this was bordering on silly. Stupid weather in an beautiful city. It means it’s hard to walk around and explore at this time of year. Probably something we’ll regret in the coming ventures. 
With a sneaky small burger before the cinema and a large popcorn we sat down in an almost empty theatre. But, other people sandwiched us in? I don’t get that. Half way through the salty popcorn we remembered the M&M’s from aunty Alita and suddenly the magic combo of salty and sweet was perfect. The film, ‘Secret Life of Pets’, had me giggling non-stop and there were moments where I could totally imagining it happening once owners had left for the day.Just outside the cinema, the Made In Candy shop, dedicated to creating bespoke works of art, personalised to however you wanted it, we’re making BMW candies for the event being held on the ground floor. The staff twisted and rolled the sugar to a sausage shape and then two more staff pulled the end to a diameter that was suitable (without compromising image or text) and snapped the canes into sticks. The sticks, once set and cooled a bit from all the working, were chopped in to small pieces. The process of make rock candy that one buys on holiday was no longer a mystery, but damned if I knew how they managed to start the process or get it perfect. A real craft and we couldn’t believe the end result. Back at the hostel we hadn’t long to go before it was dinner time. We may have wandered the shopping mall, with indoor ice rink, a bit too long and lost track of time. Still, with nowhere to be and no schedule it was a nice feeling. Certainly it felt stress free when we ordered 2x pad Thai noodles for a change and it didn’t rain. The street was busier and the fruit sellers kept their produce out later than usual in anticipation of more sales. We Skyped Martin and Anne-Marie and having not spoken to them in ages it felt good to catch up on gossip and hear about upcoming trips. With the air con still stuck at a nice level we soon called it a night and went to bed. 

Friday 9th September 2016