Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Chiang Mai

Having been lucky enough to find a great deal on a flight that allowed us to escape the notoriously difficult Cambodia-Thailand land border crossing, we boarded a flight in Siem Reap to Bangkok and hopped on a connection to Chiang Mai. The highlight of the trip was the chocolate croissants that James bought for us in Siem Reap to eat on the journey. They were flakey and buttery, and made us regret waiting until our last day in Cambodia to indulge in the country's famous pastries, a leftover from decades of French colonialism.

In Chiang Mai, we got dropped off in the Old City and proceeded to shop around for a guesthouse. We settled on Anoma Boutique House, and settled into a beautiful room decorated in minimalist Thai style with its own balcony. 

This room was our home base for the lovely week we spent exploring Chiang Mai. We put the brakes on our tourist pace and spent many leisurely afternoons wandering around the touristy but laid back Old City, exploring the markets, and enjoying drinks on our balcony; we also took turns suffering from mild colds, which helped to encourage an easy pace. But we did a few exciting things over the week that we will share with you.

On our first day, Antonia was eager to find some of the places she used to frequent when she lived in Chiang Mai eight years ago. The first trip down memory lane took place at lunchtime, but she wasn't confident that she would be able to find a particular restaurant because she couldn't remember its name, and after all, James will tell you that Antonia has a terrible sense of direction. But it turns out that when food is involved, her senses are heightenedShe led James down Tha Pae Street based on her memory of a delicious mango cheesecake, and sure enough, she found it in the back of a menu of a familiar-looking restaurant called Ratana's Kitchen. We ate a delicious lunch, and of course, had to have dessert.

Antonia is just a little bit excited about being reunited with this cheesecake.

After lunch, we continued walking through Chinatown to a flower market near the Ping River.

We decided to venture to the north of the city to try to find Antonia's former office and apartment building. We took a long tuk-tuk ride out of the touristy part of the city and were dropped off at the busy intersection at the corner of Antonia's old 'hood. We explored the streets nearby and were able to find the office, apartment building, and the local market where Antonia would eat nearly everyday. It was surreal for her to be back, and special to be able to show James where she spent her time all those years ago.

Antonia's first apartment building.

We spent many evenings at the Night Bazaar, but even better are the Saturday and Sunday markets. They have more locally-made goods and a more festive, community spirit; they are the place to go for weekend shopping and entertainment for both tourists and locals. 

We got a bit turned around on our walk to the Saturday market, but we enjoyed the glimpses of local life in the little lanes that we got lost in. 

Antonia was especially excited for the Sunday market, but monsoon-grade rains put a damper on the evening. Before the skies opened up, though, we were able to share a delicious market dinner of spring rolls and pad thai. 

One super touristy but super fun thing that we did was go zip-lining with an outfit called "The Flight of the Gibbon," named after the path that a gibbon might take in the canopy of the rainforest of northern Thailand, just outside of Chiang Mai. We spent a couple of hours on more than thirty stations high in the trees, including some of the longest zip-lines in Asia, but also rope bridges and repel stations. 

At one platform dubbed the "Superman Spiderman," the zip-line was attached to our back, making it extra scary to dive off the platform and then fly horizontally through the air until we ran into a large net that we had to grasp and climb up.  

We relaxed from all of that excitement with massages back in Chiang Mai. Antonia melted into a foot massage as she watched the sun set in the open-air spa, but poor James had chosen a back massage that turned out to be in the Thai style. He reported that the masseuse put him in a full Nelson and cracked his entire spine, vertebrae by vertebrae. James is now zero for two for relaxing massages. 

We took the time to see Doi Suthep, Chiang Mai's most sacred temple, and a very picturesque one at the summit of a mountain overlooking the city. 

We took a very long and winding ride on the back of a truck cab that made us both a bit woozy as we walked up the long staircase toward the temple.

At the summit, we took in views of the city, as well as the glittering temple with its numerous golden and jade Buddhas. 

Our last day in Chiang Mai was our best, because we took a trip to the Elephant Nature Park to spend some time with elephants rescued from abusive conditions around Thailand - some have been made to haul logs, carry tourists on their backs, perform in circuses, and act as tourist attractions on the streets of Bangkok. The trip included education about the brutal methods of domestication that every elephant that works for people must endure. The Elephant Nature Park is a refuge for 39 elephants with some very sad histories who are allowed to roam the idyllic grounds as they please; there are no cages or chains, and absolutely no elephant shows or riding for tourists. It was exciting to arrive at the park and see the elephants roaming around freely.

It was morning snack time when we arrived. 

We got to meet many of the elephants and hear their stories. Several are injured from having stepped on land mines. After lunch, we got to wade into the river and wash Lucky, who was blinded from the spotlights that she was under each night as she performed in a circus. 

Antonia's favourite part of the day was simply walking around the beautiful surroundings and seeing the herds of elephants behaving in a (nearly) natural environment. In fact, one of the elephants who does not get along with another herd became agitated at one point, running, stomping, and trumpeting toward the other group. We also had to be cautious when Nawan, an incredibly cute one-year-old, made a distress call after getting himself caught in a tire swing. 

The members of his herd are very protective of him, and came running to aid him, then started moving toward us in a threatening manner in case we were the cause of the danger. We finished the day with another feeding, James' favourite part of the day. We were in charge of feeding Buanham, an elderly lady without any teeth, her afternoon meal - a bucket of pumpkin followed by a bucket of peeled watermelon.

Buanham was a messy eater, and we still had pumpkin on us when we boarded the plane later that night for Phuket as we headed to the beach in search of further relaxation.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Siem Reap and Angkor Wat

We headed to Siem Reap from Phnom Penh on a sleeper bus, but we didn’t sleep very well. The road was very bumpy and we really felt the effects of those forceful massages we had had earlier in the day as we crammed into the cramped, hard beds. The staff informed the many passengers who complained about the temperature that the AC only had two settings: off and icebox. James was especially chilly as, knowing that Antonia gets cold very easily, he had given her his blanket while she slept. Using the onboard bathroom was a bit scary; the toilet was, for some reason, perched on a high pedestal in the tiny metal bathroom, with no handles but several sharp screws sticking out of the walls. It was quite a challenge making it in and out unharmed considering the extreme rocking that the bus was doing, but we arrived in Siem Reap at dawn in one piece.

We found our hotel and set about finalizing our plans for visiting nearby Angkor Wat over the next few days. The hotel staff was helpful at first, but became a bit pushy when we suggested that we would like to find our own transportation instead of using their driver, for whom they had quoted quite a high price. We only escaped their high-pressure sales tactics by saying that we were going for a stroll and would return soon, when actually we stole away down the lane and luckily ran into the nice tuk-tuk driver who had driven us from the bus station. We negotiated prices for our three days at Angkor, and we spent the next few days being driven by the kind Mr. Rith.

Angkor is an enormous temple complex built between 802 and 1432 as a residence for Hindu and then Buddhist gods, as well as a population of more than one million people at the height of the Khmer Empire. The temples of Angkor are centred around Angkor Wat, the largest religious building in the world, and a great source of national pride for the Khmer people.

We decided to tackle Angkor from the outside in- we started with some of the furthest temples early on our first day and then worked our way toward the centre. We enjoyed long tuk-tuk rides that day through scenes of rural life and jungle landscapes, and past families of monkeys on the side of the road. The first temple we stopped at was Pre Rup, enormous, partly overtaken by incredibly bright green moss, and literally awesome as a first taste of Angkor. 

Antonia had been to Angkor before, but her first view was just as thrilling the second time around, and it was great to be able to see James experience the impressive ruins for the first time. It was very fun to be able to explore Pre Rup with very few other tourists around, and the fact that authorities allow tourists to climb all over the temples as if Angkor is some kind of adult adventure park, without any kind of safety precautions, is puzzling but fun.

After a long tuk-tuk ride, we arrived at Banteay Srei, built in 967 and renowned for its delicate engravings, said to be the finest in all of Angkor. 

Banteay Srei has changed a lot since Antonia last visited eight years ago; it used to be a quiet and remote site, but now there is a large, modern tourist centre built around it. Unfortunately, the temple was absolutely packed with tourists when we visited; we had to wait in line to take pictures of the most popular reliefs. This proved to be true of all of the popular temples we would visit and made us happy to spend time at the smaller, less popular temples for a spot of peace and quiet among the temples. We can't imagine what it's like during the peak season, when ten times the number of tourists slog through the temples everyday.

On our way back toward the central temples of Angkor, we stopped at the Cambodia Landmines Museum, established by Khmer-Rouge-soldier-turned-demining-activist Aki Ra. The museum educates visitors about the curse of Landmines in Cambodia, where more were dropped during the Cambodian Civil War and Vietnam War than were dropped by all sides during World War II. The countryside is still littered with landmines, which continue to kill and maim hundreds of people every year - about one third of whom are children. Visitors to Angkor are also warned to stay on marked paths because of the possibility of landmines anywhere in the brush. Proceeds from the Cambodia Landmines Museum go towards demining operations, and an on-site rehabilitation program for children who have been disabled by mines.

Back in the central Angkor area, we stopped at the East Mabon temple, built in the same style as Pre Rup, but smaller, with cute elephant guardians. Ta Som temple was next. We especially liked the tree growing on top on the entry way.

The only less-than-magical part of our day was lunch time. Our guidebook suggested that we ask for a restaurant recommendation from our driver, since he would know most of the dozens of food stalls around Angkor and could point us to a delicious and, importantly for us, inexpensive one. Sure enough, Rith was happy to make a suggestion, and we sat down at the restaurant that he showed us to. Although the prices on the menu seemed high, we reasoned that they must be par for the course, and for some reason we allowed ourselves to be pressured into staying there without doing any shopping around. We ate two tiny, overpriced plates of ramen noodles. We then saw the waiters bring out a different menu with cheaper prices for other tourists because they had already seen prices at other restaurants. We vowed that every other meal we had at Angkor would be thoroughly researched and much cheaper.

A visit to the beautiful temple of Neak Pean helped us to calm our nerves after being ripped off. We let our annoyance with ourselves melt away as we took the walkways over the pools that surround Neak Pean, a small but very picturesque shrine at the centre of even smaller pools.

Nearby Preah Khan temple was very beautiful, with the ultra green moss that was one of our favourite temple features (a bonus of visiting in summertime).

An image of the face of the bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara on the entrance gave us a sneak peek of what we would see the next day at the famous Bayon temple, which boasts 216 of these faces.

Preah Khan also houses several linga, the symbols of fertility that can be found throughout Angkor.

We then entered the walled city of Angkor Thom, the largest and grandest grouping of temples, to see Baphuon. We climbed up its many steep stairs and took in the surroundings from above.

Our last stop of the day was the famous Angkor Wat itself. It is an amazing thing to stand in front of the building that is featured on Cambodia's flag, as well as nearly everything else produced in this country. 

The Khmer people are very proud of it for good reason - it is stunning. 

A few things had changed, though, since Antonia's last trip: there were a gazillion tourists, and instead of having to take your life in your hands to clamour up and down the steep stairs that lead to the central towers (these were intended to be a challenge because Angkor Wat is a representation of heaven, and it's not easy to get there), there are now staircases and organized queues. 

We didn't spend too much time at Angkor Wat that first evening since we knew we'd be back the next day, and we were absolutely exhausted from our day of exploring that had started so soon after we stumbled off the night bus. We didn’t bother sticking around Angkor for sunset - a popular photo opportunity - since the skies were overcast and it had been raining most of the afternoon. We made plans with Rith to return for a sunrise to sunset adventure the next day.

Back in Siem Reap, we tried to make up for lunch by eating a cheap dinner, but unfortunately it wasn't too much more delicious than those ramen noodles at lunch. We strolled through a market near our hotel, then decided to take a 'nap' at 7:45 pm which we didn't get up from until 4:10 am when it was time to meet Rith for a pitch black ride to catch sunrise at Angkor Wat.

It was still overcast (we are here in rainy season, after all), so there wasn’t really a sunrise to speak of, but the light was very pretty.

The busloads of tour groups who showed up for sunrise left to go back to town for breakfast, so we took the opportunity to explore Angkor Wat in the morning light while it was quite quiet. We felt lucky to have some space to ourselves inside one of the most famous and beautiful buildings in the world; this was probably our most favourite moment of our days at Angkor. 

We did some climbing on the temple for good photo ops.

We found breakfast at a nearby stall, this time after a lot of research (devoting much time to making sure we were getting the best possible price), and we shared a delicious breakfast of a cheese omelette and a banana pancake. Afterwards, Rith dropped us off at the elephant gate of Angkor Thom so that we could walk into the walled city through the gate that travellers on elephant-back would enter through nearly a thousand years ago. Some tourists still choose to enter that way, but we passed up the opportunity because we had read that the elephants might not be well treated.

Inside Angkor Thom is Bayon, which served as the most important temple during the reign of King Jayavarman VII in the 12th century. 

The 216 faces of Avalokiteshvara towering over the temple apparently bear a strong resemblance to the king. At least a dozen faces are visible from any point inside the temple, and while they depict a serene expression on the face of the bodhisattva said to encompass the compassion of all Buddhas, they are meant to instill a feeling that one is constantly being watched by the gods and by the king, who, like most kings of Angkor, had professed himself to be divine. 

It was awe-inspiring to be amongst of all these huge faces looking down on us, and this was perhaps James' favourite temple.

We had time to wander around Angkor Thom, and we saw a large Buddha statue, climbed up into the Royal Palace, and walked around the Central Square and the Terrace of Elephants, which would have been used for viewing royal ceremonies and processionals.

Rith then drove us to two smaller temples, Chau Say Tevoda and Thommanon, which were quiet and fun to have almost to ourselves.

Ta Keo temple was more of an adventure than a beautiful temple. It was never finished and is therefore undecorated, but it is extremely high and steep. Ta Keo does not yet have a set of modern staircases to ease the climb to the heavens, and we had a tough climb up, and then an exhilarating climb back down.

Banteay Kdei was our next stop. 

A former Buddhist monastery, it is a series of long hallways leading to Angkor Wat-style towers at the end.

We had been eagerly anticipating a visit to Ta Phrom. It is a particularly picturesque temple because, while most temples are protected against jungle encroachment, the jungle around Ta Phrom has been allowed to overtake it. 

There are gigantic trees growing over walls and between stones. It was another one of our favourites.

We tried to find an affordable lunch nearby, but that didn't seem to be possible (for anyone planning a trip, we recommend the stalls around Angkor Wat, but we were far away by this point). It was already mid-afternoon, we had completed our planned route for the day, and we were exhausted, but sunset was still hours away. Since it was overcast again, we decided to see a couple more temples, and then go into town for lunch and call it a day. Rith told us that he's never actually had a tourist make it the whole 13 hours from sunrise to sunset. 

We stopped for a visit at the small brick temple of Prasat Kravan.

Our last Angkor activity was a hike up Phnom Bakheng and a visit to its mountain temple for aerial views of Angkor Wat. It was a peaceful and picturesque place to bid farewell to Angkor.

Back in Siem Reap, we ate a delicious dinner at Little India restaurant. We toasted the end of our Angkor adventures with beers and felt relieved that we would finally have some time to relax. Our sightseeing in Cambodia was great, but we felt like we were just now able to be on vacation. The thing is, we each have a different idea of vacationing, and James' involves a lot of time spent at markets. Antonia enjoys markets only for a very short time before they become stressful and claustrophobic, but James enjoys the bustle and can happily spend hours there. So we developed a system of compromise: time at the market could be bought with ice cream and/or massages for Antonia. That night, we shared this delicious "American cup" at the Blue Pumpkin Cafe before shopping in the Old Market.

We spent a relaxing final day in Siem Reap researching our next destination, working on our blog, getting massages, and checking out the Art Market and the Night Market.