Back to PP on a sort of a local bus as I was the only Westerner. I had a nice talk with an English teacher who visited a friend in Sihanoukville and he told me the fare is $2 for the locals. I paid $5 and I wonder if the bus company or the travel agent pockets the difference. Anyway, $5 for a 5 hour bus ride is still a good deal.
I went back to the same place that I had stayed before and even my tuk-tuk driver who took me to the Killing fields, recognized me immediately and was happy to see me again (probably because I tipped him before).
Just before you get to the Killing Fields, I noticed some quads in front of a shop and asked my driver to take me there. Unfortunately there were no tours on that day but I scheduled a trip for the following. Asking my driver what is around here to see he answered there is a shooting range nearby. Having not been drafted to the military service, I was curious how it would feel but I am not gonna elaborate on this.
The next day I should have been picked up by a tuk-tuk from the quad-shop but the driver never showed and so I eventually called them. The owner said the driver had gone to a similar sounding guest house but he (the owner) could pick me up on his motorbike.
The ride to the quad shop takes about 45 minutes by tuk-tuk but we managed to get there in 15. So you get an idea how fast the guy was driving. Evading traffic by taking shortcuts on the side-walk, squeezing thru two busses with 20 cm to each side at 50 kph and overtaking trucks on the dirty, unpaved side of the road. It was literally like in a video game but also great fun and scary to death at the same time.
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| my quad |
The quad tour itself was a really nice trip thru the rural party of PP. We passed pagodas, lots of rice pads, we crossed scary bridges and stopped in small villages where we drew the attention of all the children. At times it was quite a bumpy experience with many potholes on the road. To me, handling the quad proved to be more difficult than expected. Especially when one of your tires dips into a pothole, you might encounter difficulties controlling your bar since there is no power steering.
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| Cambodian village |
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