In total, I worked in Sihanoukville for a week and a half.
It was a good time. I had fun.
BUT…a suspicion was sneaking up on me the whole time. The suspicion that…I am too old to stay out until 5 am every night. This was confirmed when I got sick every third day and felt like an exhausted old woman even when I was generally well.
To get over our respective illnesses, Hartley and I decided to visit the island of Koh Rong for a few days.
Koh Rong is about two hours from Sihanoukville, and it’s absolutely beautiful. The sand is fluffy and white, the water is crystal-clear and turquoise, and the vibe is chilled-out. There isn’t even electricity all the time – just for a couple of hours every morning and evening. The best part about the island for me, so far, is that there isn’t anybody to harass you. No vendors, no ladies with massage kits, no tuk-tuk drivers. No roads, for that matter. Just sand.
The crossing was a little rough….
but I fell in love as soon as I stepped off the boat:
This is the hostel where I’m staying:
and this is the view from it.
My previously scheduled four days is NOT going to be enough – and as luck would have it, Hartley and I found jobs sort of similar to the ones we had in Sihanoukville. In a couple of days, we’ll be waitresses for a few hours a day at Coco Bungalows, a restaurant/guesthouse on the beach, in exchange for free food and accommodation.
So this is my home for the next month!