We’ve been spending our last days in Cambodia on the South Eastern coastline of Kep, where it’s all about the local seafood, especially the crab cooked in every imaginable combination of peppercorns, chilli, lemongrass and garlic. The area is also renowned for it’s pepper farms and glimpses of it’s French colonial past. The only French we noticed was on the menus.
We were all about the seafood. In fact as an ex-vegetarian I would have been hard pressed to eat anything besides rice and fruit in this area; so abundant is the seafood and so limited are the vegetables. But with every new plate of ocean goodness I’ve been content in my new found eating status. After all, there’s not much else to do in this part of Cambodia but eat, cycle around or take a boat ride to a nearby island.
I’ts been strange but good to be back in Asia these past weeks, after so long in Latin America, I’m missing the connection of being able to speak in the language of the locals, not to mention the music. Cambodian music borders on painful. But it’s nice to be back in the same time zone as Australia and closer to home. Asia always seems more familiar and reminds me of my earliest wanderings, so easing in to a new culture within a community of friendly Cambodians has been just what the good travel doctor ordered.
One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. Henry Miller