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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…