Third Day in Siem Reap

Despite some members feeling a little ill, we set off on our longest bike trip in Cambodia so far.  The plan was to do 70kms round trip, with some stops along the way.

Our first stop was a pretty temple.  Our guide said very little about it and we were left to explore by ourselves.  The temple featured a huge staircase.  I stopped to take a picture with some young ladies from Dublin.  I have to admit, I was quite smitten by their accent.


Along the way we stopped at two places and toured a traditional village.  The village seem  to specialize in making baskets of many sizes and complexities.  The second stop was at a palm sugar village.  It reminded me of how they make maple syrup (concentrating arunny liquid into a small one).  The snacks they made, and the wooden dishes they made from the palm tree wood clearly showed passion and skill.  Sadly, I did not take any pictures.

I did take a picture of the first stop we made.  Yes, that’s frog. Before you go making any “tastes like chicken” comments my guide emphatically stated that “it doesn’t taste like chicken.  It tastes like frog.”


Today’s main temple was Banteay Srei–dedicated to Shiva.  As you can see, it has some fantastic carvings.

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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4 Responses to Third Day in Siem Reap

  1. Cat says:

    So how was the frog?

  2. leggypeggy says:

    My dad was an adventurous eater and a good cook. He served frogs’ legs one night and didn’t tell us what it was until dinner was over. We’d all guessed chicken.

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