if pushed to list the snapshots in my memory bank, I’d recite the following (to name, but a few):
phnom pehn’s happy backpackers hostel – chilled out, dreadlocked creatures of the backpacking underworld, sporting “tubing in vang vieng” vests, chugging down klang beers as they slipped from hammock to river-side lounger.
highway hephalumps – asia at it’s best … elephants walking down four-laned roads, perfectly assimilated with the bustle of regular traffic.
happy-ness – a sprinkle of joy on anything you like … cheerful burgers, jovial fruit shakes, delighted desserts, giggling sauces and just the happiest pizza’s around.
shooting ranges - “may I see the menu please?” … “yes, I’d like two bazooka’s, one hand grenade and … what the hell, 30 rounds with that Ak-47 over there on the wall”
“sorry, just a question – what are those served with? … ear plugs, combat gear and goggles … right, thanks”.
“excuse me? … did you say ‘would I like a cow with that?’ … oh really? you can have a side order of a whole, live cow with your bazooka? … umm, no no thanks – that’ll be all for now”.
well hello there, ladies – sharing a few beers outside a 24hr convenience store with a bouquet of lady-boys … dressed to kill and intent on taking one of our boys for a little “tour” of their city.
fish massage – being bribed by Fathead to experience a “fish massage” … where your legs are submerged in an enormous aquarium whilst hundreds of tiny, carnivorous fish nibble the dead skin from between your toes.
ankor what? – one of the many drinking holes to be discovered along (the aptly-named) Bar Street. Beer towers, graffiti, “waka-waka eh-eh” blaring out on repeat, consistently losing a dreadfully complicated card game introduced to us by dan and brody, and a unrelenting urge to adopt a cockney accent and repeat the phrase “anka? anka wauh?”.
so if you find yourself out in south east asia and fancy a little touch of madness, go for a potent shot of cambodia … neat.
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