King Sihanouk’s funeral was going to bring an estimated 1.5 million visitors, including major foreign dignitaries and security forces, to the capital. It sounded like it might be really interesting, or maybe just a huge headache. Since we had already seen the King’s 100 day memorial ceremony, and we were already planning to spend some time down on Cambodia’s coast, we left Phnom Penh and waited it out on a beach near Sihanuokville (a port city named after… guess who).
We waited it out all right. For 13 days. Maybe that was a little excessive…
…but when you’re in a little hut a few meters from warm blue water, all the days start blending together in a good way.
Between the fish tacos at our place, the amok (Khmer curry) and coconut shakes at the cafe next door and the laid back and friendly people around us, there was really no reason to leave.
We read a lot of books. Tony finally conquered this one. (Hi Pete!)
We might have turned a few shades browner.
Warm water, tasty food, plenty of lounge chairs… did we mention there were puppies?
Here is Alicia’s face when she sees a puppy walking towards her.
(This is the puppy.)
The sunsets weren’t too bad either.
So yeah, 13 days on Otres Beach. We finally dragged ourselves away because we knew that the last “big” sightseeing event of our year of traveling was up next. Otherwise, we might still be there.