"Handfull of lightnin', a hatfull of rain....."

I'll be writing in english, while on the road in SouthEast Asia... Just can't be bothered with the hassle of trying to write in danish on a nondanish keyboard..... It's way tooo hot!

These days are wasted away in the most delightful manner on the Vietnamese island of Phu Qouc... Rented a little beachhut on the roughseaside of the island, called " Long beach" because it's, yeahr you guessed it: Long, white and this time of the year quite deserted!...

After Sihanukville I went to Kampot, Cambodia... This nice, smallish, sleepy riverside town on the way to the Vietnamese border.... It was where the french used to go in summer, up at the hillstations to cool off, from the heat in Pnom Penh.... Actually it's where the best pepper grows!
I stayed one night in this old pretty villa, right next to the river and the breeze... Oh, it was nice, it was paradise....
The next day I hired a Tuktuk to the border, but when he heard, where we were going, asked if we could change to a simple 'moto'... Which later became evident as to why.. as we drove and we drove over endless red dirtroads with massive potholes, through the Cambodian Countryside... It's all a question of trust, you see... Travelling alone on deserted backroads, with all your worldly possesions on your back... Behind the back of a sweet smelling, (and Cambodian men do smell sweet, must be their diet)- stranger.... The last I saw of him, was at the border wawing me goodbye... and that was the end of my Cambodiaen adventure for now.. But I'll be back in no time...

Vietnam and their harsh treatment of foreigners came as a total culture chock after all this soft spoken kindness... The first is the screaming hordes coming at you, when you trying to get off the bus in the southern town of Rach Gia... A 'moto' to town center, buy a ticket for the ferry, a posh new hydrofoil to Phu Qouc island... Find a hotel to crash, but before sleeping: A nice shower to get all the red dirt of me and something to eat... As it turned out, hotel and shower was easy enough, but something to eat or drink a bit more difficult... So in end I stayed a this brand new hotel, reminded me of the Areoflot-hotels in Moscow... Had the same heavy, not so charming, socialist feel to it... With an empty tummy I settled in for the night with an American movie, where you can hear the original soundtrack pretty loudly and in the same time the female voice reading the dialogue in Vietnamese... That's how they do it here, and it's a very strange way of watching movies... Fell in to a blissful air condition sleep ( The very first aircon!!!) And next morning the party boat to Phu Qouc...

I first got a moto to this very Vietnamese bungalow place on a lovely beach called Baio Saio, but something spooked me during the day and I hurridly and expensively got myself and my backpack on a Moto, straight to this nice and sweet little bungalow, where I'm right by the beach and the sea.... Much cheaper a place and much nicer.... I'll stay for a few days, and after this small vacation, it's back to the "hard life" on the road.... Will write again in Saigon....