Sep 13 - The graond tour of Angkor Wat.
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Aug 30 - Departure

Aug 31 - Bangkok

Sep 1 -Saigon

Sep 2 -CAI BE

Sep 3 - TAN CHAU

Sep 4 - PHNOM PENH

Sep 5 - KAMPONG CHAM

Sep  6 - KAMPONG CHAM

Sep  7 - KAMPONG CHHNANG

Sep 8 - Angkor Wat

Sep 9 - Angkor Wat
Regency Angkor Hotel

Sep 10 - Angkor Wat

Sep 11 - Angkor Wat
Cambodia Shooting Range

Sep 12 - Angkor Wat

Sep 13 - Angkor Wat

Sep 14 - Angkor Wat

Sep 15 - Bangkok-Jomtien

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+ It was a very hot day when we decided to visit Angkor Wat. The most exhausting day on the trip with 285 pictures.

The hotel used a third floor roof to dry slippers and pillows.

Time to visit Angkor Wat. Stiff prices. US $ 37,- for the day.

On route to the office.

One of the check points.

Martin at the office.

Lai at the office.

Stopping for a snack.

Nice bike.

The office counter.

On route.

One of the big lakes surrounding Angkor Wat.

They were build from 1000-700 years ago.

Lai in the TukTuk.

Martin and Lai buying trousers or skirt for Lai.

Lai in her decent skirt.

The big artificial lake next to the main temple.

A floating bridge over the lake was funny to walk on.

It gave a nice bounce to your steps.

Close up of the main lake.

It is big.

The first portal you had to go through.

Looking back on the lake.

Lai at the wall.

She likes her big Buddha.

Murals are extremely detailed.

This is one.

The big lake.

Martin with a big foot.

The main pathway to the temple.

Temple wall.

Martin was very tired in the heat.

Nice to put the butt down.

Empty pool.

Lai in her new dress.

More empty pool.

More detailed mural.

Lovely pathway.

Ruins all over the place.

Lai in the hallway.

Endless hallways all over the place.

Towers.

Tailless lion. The tail is gone.

Detailed mural.

Lots of people. Actually 20% of GNP of Cambodia comes from Angkor Wat.

A nice lily pool in the complex.

After a hot day in the sun, coconut tastes well.

Nice to relax.

The nuts tastes well.

We got some drinks.

There are a lot of seating space.

Lovely tree with Martin and Lai.

Lai met a lovely Cambodian lady.

Nice couple.

Shops are everywhere.

Nice tree.

Lai and Buddha.

Profiles of Angkor.

Gullies.

Family gathering next to the lake.

And under a tree.

Gulley detail.

Lone TukTuk driver under a tree.

Nice trees.

Lone tree.

TukTuks waiting for business.

Big trees.

More big trees.

Goodbye lake.

 

Off to the famous Bayon tree temple.

The Japs are supporting this temple.

Martin was fascinated by this crooked tree on the road.

I looks weird. Martin thinks so. A funny quirk of nature.

The bridge guardians'.

They are some big, old guys.

The entrance to the Bayon temple.

The bottom of one of the big trees.

Lai at the temple and in a video.

One local Buddha is always present.

Martin is tired.

Walking all these stone pathways and corridors wears you down.

Big Buddha/Jayvaran faces all over the show.

Hundreds of them.

Ruins for ever.

Martin battling his way up some steep stairs.

Nice pieces of rock.

How did they come up this idea of building these massive complexes?

More ruins.

Hallway.

Nice park with some greenery in the middle of this stony desert.

Walls everywhere.

More rocks.

Off to a new place with ruins.

Martin is fooling around with a headless statue.

Martin's trousers are in dire need of repair.

New set of massive ruins.

A nice stone wall.

Nice palaces.They are everywhere.

Entrance

Tall trees are everywhere.

And they destroy the ruins.

Another entrance to another heap of stones.

The big roots fascinate Martin. They have taken centuries to grow.

Sales personnel are present at all possible spots. After all 20% of GNP is generated in this area.

Some fancy portal.

More rooms.

Martin tired on the steps.

Martin on the steps.

Tall trees.

Martin struggles to get down the steps. His age shows.

Nice with a rest for Martin.

Pussey tree.

More trees.

Lai posing in the ruins.

Martin is fascinated by the trees. It is something majestic about them.

Lai at some step pyramid.

Tree ID.

The type of tree that impresses Martin.'

Lai with her pussey tree.

Lai and Martin relaxing bac in the Tuktuk.

It is a nice way to commute.

Sales stalls are omnipresent in Cambodia.

Another forest of trees.

Martin with our TukTuk driver 37. Not our favorite.

Ruins under refurbishing.

A new temple to visit.

This was a special with all the trees in the ruins.

Martin in his TukTuk and the driver.

Big trees are everywhere.

Sales stalls are part of every ruins in Cambodia.

Lai on rout to the new ruins.

Lai got very tired in the process.

Nice tree trunk to rest on. Lai is happy.

This temple was sponsored by India of all places.

The ruins are all covered by trees during the last 5-600 years.

Massie tree trunks are destroying the ruins.

The trees are omnipresent in all the ruins. This ruin the trees are kept for tourist reasons.

Another of the pussey tree trunks. Lai in the background.

Lai in the ruins.

Martin inside on of the enormous tree feet. We took a video of the ruins.

Lai and a big tree

Martin is also plodding along.

Lai is posing in her skirt necessary for ruin visits.

Martin on the base of one of these massive trees.

Here, the roots are propped up to prevent them to collapse.

Lovely trees.

Trees and ruins in harmony.

Trees and ruins.

Good bye to tree trunks for now. Another propped up root or ten.

Angkor Balloons next on the agenda.

Lai and Martin in front of the balloon.

Lai and Martin.

Condole of the balloon.

The lone balloon was grounded because of windy conditions.

After a long day, time for food.

Martin likes the mackerel. It is very similar to its Norwegian cousin.

Then the rain and wind blew us from our table.

Inside a water proofed TukTuk.

Back at the hotel.

On Friday September 15th, it was time to return to Bangkok.

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