So a bit like the history of Kampot pepper.
Where, during a 20 year period of lost production, and therefore lost knowledge of how it was produced. My remembrance of riding motorbikes or scooters has also been lost.
Until November 2019 when after much thinking and debating about it, I finally went and hired one for a weekend.
thus experiencing the freedom of riding on Cambodian roads.
Nothing can prepare you for the dust, chaos, and potholes as you try very hard to remember your first encounter on a motorbike.
However, I must say it is long overdue, the freedom of going out from the farm was great and with my fellow volunteers.
We took to the road and travelled to Kep to celebrate Bon Om Touk commonly known as the water festival here in Cambodia.
Beers and great local food. Not to mention great company and conversation provided a great night’s entertainment and an excuse to get over my slight fear of travelling by bike here in Cambodia.
Good news I survived my encounter with large lorries, crazy bus drivers and moto drivers coming towards you on the opposite side of the road.
All in all, a good experience and one I will not forget in a hurry.
The bad news is now I have the bug and therefore need to look at getting a bike to continue my journey around South East Asia.
