So we're in Cambodia -- Siem Reap to be exact. We've decided to pretty much sit down in Siem Reap and see as much as we can of the area. "There's nothing to do at night here so don't stay too long," they said. "It's too hot there. Go to the beach in the south," they said.
But we didn't listen to the doubters! We said "Good day!" to them. Within a few hours of landing we'd already seen a sundown and a raging thunderstorm at Angkor Wat. Yeah, it was hot, very, very hot. The thunderstorm cured that for a while. Seeing the clouds above you is imposing enough, but having the storm clouds 10 feet in front of you brings just the right amount intimidation to send a mass of mesmerized tourists packing.


An early morning hike to Kbal Spean allowed us to take in cool(ish) air, a quietly raging waterfall, and most lingas we've ever seen. The previous high mark was 1 linga. What is a linga? I'll tell you when you're older... but let's just say that typing "linga" for the 4th time in as many sentences is making me blush a bit. The ones you see here are carved into the rock at the bottom of the creek leading to the waterfall. I doubt OSHA would approve of having a bunch of malnourished monks carving lingas (*blush*) into the bottom of a flowing river without pay. My how the times have changed.


The oppressive heat hasn't kept us from going to Angkor for the last 3 days. If anything it has spurred us on. Ok, so that's not quite true. It is pretty oppressive. After Kbal Spean we started the ruins-seeking part of our trip. Day 2 took us to more ancient sites where we climbed temples that have handicap-unapproved staircases. One temple had an old nun who was blessing travelers for a dollar. Say what you want about the current economy, but you'd pay a lot more than a dollar in the US for a blessing. Biking to Angkor Thom yesterday (day 3) where we saw more temples, trekked to some Buddhist monasteries, we blah, blah, blah...

We played with monkeys! Monkeys! Not stuffed, not pretend, not supervised by some over-protective zoo worker. Pure, unadulterated monkey time! Melissa was walking around feeding and watching the monkeys when one little guy saw something on her head that he liked: her hat. They had already stolen the water from some people on a tuk-tuk and now were looking to take Melissa's new straw hat. The monkey climbed up her leg and onto her back and started tugging at the hat. She handed me the camera and I started videoing the tussle. Then, out of nowhere, Melissa's assailant's buddy did the same thing to me and tried to take my sweat-soaked hat. He wrestled with my big head until Melissa's monkey jumped onto my back and grappled with my monkey until they fell off. We caught the whole thing on video, which, unfortunately, is too big to post. So this paltry description will just have to do for now.
Today we're taking the day off from jungle-walking, temple-climbing, and monkey-fighting to rest our legs and sitting bones (I would like to carbon-date our bikes just to see how old they really are). The local mosque's morning prayer is in the background and the black coffee is going down smoothly. Tomorrow it's back to the temples, trekking, and tussling. -Andrew