A simple wooden and bamboo house has been our haven for the night. When we wake up here is the surprise ..
We take touristic train around Yangon for three hours that is supposed to introduce to us the life of simple Myanmar people. Instead we mistook the train and find these abandoned trains, only waiting that someone will come and explore them…
While we were searching the way to cross the tropical island of Koh Chang from one side to another, we come across this huge abandoned wreck. We do not miss the opportunity to take a ride inside the ship!
Step by step I climb the rusty stairs without any protection, hoping to reach the top as soon as possible.
Cambodia, National Park Bokor, top of the Mountain. I choke in the middle of the cold warmth of fog. I feel observed. Everywhere there are eyes, hiding behind the Rocky Mountain and awaiting…
Immersed in the Cambodia forest, I found myself exploring the remains of the ancient residence of King Sihanouk.
We were heading to Kampot by bus when on our way we saw something that looked abandoned, and without hesitation we ask our driver to drop us close to it, right next to the sea.
While searching a place to sleep in the town with funny name Kampot (funny as in Russian language it’s name of a drink from fruits), we bumped into this abandoned guest house and laugh happily as it was exactly the place we were searching for!
They only ate tapioca roots dipped in a bowl where they were minced and mixed with nuts, sugar and salt. This they eat every day until the point where they decided to open a restaurant near the iron triangle.
The end of one story and the beginning of another one.
