Ban Lung

I made it to Ban Lung that I had noted was a good size town. When you change country you lose data from your sim card and as such you are left to your own devices to find a hotel.(honestly, first world problems). I found a big hotel and for £21 I was in and set to explore. The wifi let me use maps and I found places to walk to, including the phone shop. I went to the market and had a look. The smell of some of the food stuffs made me feel ill. Sometimes wondering what I was looking at, the answer usually laid next to it in the form of its head.

I found a tiny bar/resteraunt called The Corner Resteraunt. It sat on a cross road junction. The staff and food were great, although I had no idea if it was good value because I handed over 20 US dollars and got a load of Cambodian Reil back. It didn’t matter the food and drink were great and I was soon back in my hotel. Ready for a snooze. It had been a longer journey than expected, with the added 40km loop to get cash.

Next morning I made the decision to stay a day. Cambodia is smaller than Vietnam and so I wouldn’t need to do as many km per day. I had seen a waterfall close by. It was already very hot so I decided lightweight trousers and Sketchers would be fine.

Pretty enough, but the ride there had been heaps of fun.

At my first stop for a drink this lady turned up. That dogs sense of balance was exceptional.

I rode away from the waterfall and just kept going. The map showed a trail so that was fine. What it didn’t show was the fesh fesh, a powdery layer of dust some 10cm thick on top of stones. It was a proper test of my skills to keep the bike upright. All the time cursing, not having my boots and protective jeans