I'd met Robin & Katsha from Germany whilst washing my bike (again) in the hotel garden. I got the impression they thought I was mad for washing it so incessantly and, when I realised that during their extended cycle through South-East Asia they hadn't washed theirs once, I started to understand why. They were on a far longer trip than…
I decided to move on from Koh Rong. I've never been a beach person anyway, but I was conscious of time and I was looking forward to cycling again. After watching the sunrise, I sat and had coffee whilst doing some writing under the palm trees. Getting my bicycle to and from my room in Vagabonds was anything but easy.…
I awoke to the sound of the sea lapping up the sand below my tent platform. There had been a rainstorm overnight and the air was fresh, I decided to take a walk along the beach. Koh Rong Samloem is the smaller of the two Koh Rongs and is supposed to be far less developed than its' bigger brother. As…
I was awake before sunrise with a heavy head. As the sun rose I was pedalling out of Kampot munching on a baguette I'd bought the previous day. My plan was to ride west out of the city towards Prey Nob, then out to Sihanoukville on the coast. I'd heard that Sihanoukville wasn't a particularly nice place so I would…
I'd promised myself a rest day so decided upon Kampot as the place. A small riverside town with plenty of restaurants and bars, it seemed like a good spot to rest and catch up with some work. I woke to the sounds of cockerels in the beautiful surroundings of the Kampot Cabana. I struggled to lie in, my previous days…
The lights glistened on the estuary outside my hotel balcony in Ha Tien as I woke before dawn. My plan for the day was to ride north from Ha Tien, leave Vietnam behind, and cross the border at Prek Chak over into Cambodia for the remainder of my trip. I began the day with a ride along the water's edge…
I left the hotel by 5:40am before the heat of the day struck. The roads at this time are slightly less busy, but still busy by my standards. My plan was to leave the city to the northwest, following the river, then head directly west on the main road to Tri Ton, after which I would have a little time…
I awoke to the sounds of countless cockerels in the gardens of the homestay. Breakfast was an absolute delight, with delicious bread, passion fruit, watermelon, tea, coffee, an omelette, and some spongiform translucent cupcake shaped local delicacy. To the latter I tried one but passed on the remaining four. I was sad to be leaving the Nam Thamh Homestay, my stay…
I was up and out of my hotel by 06:00am. The road outside the hotel was full of potholes but I just about managed to eat my baguette and jam as I left Tra Vinh behind. My plan was to head northwest all day, first towards Cang Long, then to take a back road for the last few miles towards…
I awoke to the sounds of countless cockerels in the gardens of the homestay. The day started with a noodle breakfast overlooking the Mekong. There seemed to be some cloud cover ahead and I wondered whether it would be slightly cooler today. No sooner had I thought this, the sun burned through the clouds and it was once again, sweltering.…