"I have built a treehouse"

Trip Start Jan 26, 2010
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Trip End Jun 08, 2011


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Sunday, May 2, 2010

When In Kep, Cambodia it's hard to tell your in Cambodia. The town is free of litter, the roads are lined with Palm trees, It is filled with elegant statues, the sea side is lined with raised and covered platforms from which you can order delicious seafood, the hawkers are few and far between, the only thing that gives it away are the skeletons of mansions abandoned during the years of civil war and genocide. Kep was once 'the resort town' to be see and be seen during the booming 50's. It's charm still remains, but their were few people their on the Monday I arrived. A tuk tuk driver led me to Tree top bungalows. The bungalows were among a well kept garden. A manager and one of the staff led me to nice six dollar grass hut built in traditional form but with western flairs. It was a great value but I had my eye on the tree house. I asked how much it was, they reported 15. After I commented that it was too much for me, he offered to discount. "How much?" I asked

"12" said the manger.

His staff member blurted "10 dollars" at the same time. Then after a glance from his boss he added "just kidding."

I laughed and begun to badger the manager to drop it to ten while he showed me the tree house, eventually we settled for 11 and a plate of fruit. Their were two tree houses connected by a raised concrete building were the bathrooms were, from this building a stair case made out of rustic slabs of timber made stairs that led to their bungalow, mine was sided tree bark. I had a balcony over looking the sea, a thick towel, plush pillows and a rat as a room mate. I spent most of the day enjoying the my tree house balcony from where I watched a perfect sunset. I now realize the only reason I have never seen a perfect sunset is because I have never watched the sun fall into the sea from a tree house. Their is just something about a tree house that resonates with my inner child.

The next day I decided to head out to underdeveloped rabbit island for the night. It was a fairly uneventful trip, which involved fresh seafood, reading and a short walk to the another beach and fishing village. A nice getaway.

Back in Kep, I went back to the Tree Top Bungalows and this time settled for the cheapest room, don't think it didn't come with amenities though, I still had a rat as a room mate. The manger honored the free plate of fruit again without me asking, I gratefully accepted. While sitting in my hammock thumbing through my Vietnam guide book my neighbors came to greet me. They had great hair and were both crazy. Phin a German had dreadlocks down to his waste and FreeMan an American of about 60 living in India had a massive gray beard and pony tail. FreeMan was a cross between and Indian Holy man and a Hell's Angle. We spent the night playing pool, FreeMan was a bit of a pool shark. We played through dinner and around 10 we realized we were actually quite hungry. The quite town had closed up most of it's kitchens so we had to go to one of the more expensive eartiers(Well, if you can call 6 dollars expensive), where I had delicious stuffed squid. I had a fitful sleep as I kept imagining the rat was trying to get into my bed through the mosquito net. I woke up in the morning with a small black turd next to my pillow and I realized it wasn't just my imagination.

I am now reporting from Vietnam, although I loved Cambodia and do miss it, I admit it's nice being in a modern country where you don't have to travel to the South Eastern corner to lay your eyes upon roads without litter strewn upon the sides.

The reference in the title belongs to the song Treehouse by I'm from Barcelona:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItACcCnepCc
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Cheyenne on

Every time I hear that song, it makes me think of you. I can't wait until you put up pictures of those bungalows, they sound amazing...even with the rat...well you know, minus the present he left behind.

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