Bird’s Nest Bevarage – 25% bird’s nest

“Sir, you buy?” a woman asked with a plate of food balanced on her head.

An audible “Eeek!” escaped my lips. I don’t recall ever making this noise when confronted by a women selling food, except perhaps in McDonalds. But this was no ordinary snack.

We were on route to Sihanoukville. Originally Ruth and I were to leave Siam Reap and head to Vietnam. Sihanoukville, a beach in Cambodia was on route and the others in our group were to spend two days there. It was not i our itinerary, but we oth wanted some beach time and there seemed little point leaving the group when they were heading in exactly our directin for the ext month. So, as the best travellers do, we changed our minds at the last minute. flexibility.

It was to be a whole day travelling. First we needed to backtrack to Phom Penh. The bus was packed but comfortable. Our lunchtime break was at a small roadside cafe in the middle of nowhere. As the bus stopped the usual hordes of women with plates of food balanced on their heads flocked around the bus waiting us all to diembark. Some of the plates caught my eye – the women weren’t selling bread or fruit. What was it? I couldn’t identify the black mass. Or perhaps i didn’t want to.

I peered closer. Legs? Spindly, but chunky legs. Lots of them. But what of?

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I arrived in Phuket and checked into the hotel Ruth and Sam were in; an amazing place called the Phulin Resort which was a 3-star, way-out-of-my-budget, package hotel – in essence i was taking a holiday from travelling.

I’ll keep this post brief because Phuket was not my cup of tea. Most of our days were spent around the pool sunbathing, trying to escape the almost unbearable heat and protecting Sam and Ruth from further sun exposure – “Look in the mirror” was the first thing i said when we were reunited. Their skin shone like a red neon sign.

On our final day we made it to Kata beach with its beautiful strip of white sand and clear sea. But a beach could not make up for Phuket as an island. Where were the tasty, cheap food stalls? Why were there in-house singers in the restaurants? Were all the boisterous girls in go-go bars just really friendly? What were all those old, white men doing with young thai woman (girls) – uncles visiting nieces????

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So a quick update on the Poo restaurant. I had second thoughts about eating there and bottled out last night. Today i found myself unconciously walking past it again and thought to myself, “Andrew, this is probably the only chance ... [Continue reading this entry]

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