Bats & bamboo in Battambang, Cambodia.
Killing cave, flying bats, and bamboo railroad in Battambang, Cambodia.
From Siem Reap, Corey and I headed out to Battambang, Cambodia. We took the bus because it was way cheaper than taking a boat but apparently the reason people actually go to Battambang is because of the boat ride…oops…
Our bus arrived in the afternoon. I hate arriving in a place not knowing where I’m going to be sleeping so I made Corey do all of the work in finding a place. Which we did in like 2 seconds. But still.
That night we took a walk, witnessed a motorbike crash, ate some dinner, passed out.
The next day we lazily strolled out of bed and made it all the way across the street for lunch.
And then we hired a tuk-tuk driver for the day to take us around to all of the sites of Battambang.
The first stop was to fill up his tank. The fact that this is a gas station in Cambodia amuses me way more than it should. Be careful if you want to buy a Coke…
He pulled over so we could see this guy, the symbol of the city who has a magic stick that was once lost. Corey and I looked all over for it, but alas never found it.
Our first real stop was riding Battambang’s bamboo railroad. To be honest I had no idea what in the world that meant but it was something the guidebooks and local maps said to do. So we went.
Turns out that the bamboo railroad is a plank on wheels that is powered by a guy with a motor. Everything comes apart really quickly…which is necessary for when you, say, run into someone going the opposite direction…
It went insanely fast at times and was kind of like riding a roller coaster. One that doesn’t go high or upside down so I actually liked it.
Our next stop was the killing cave, a hill with many temples and a cave where the Khmer Rouge threw dead bodies. We decided that instead of walking up the hill we would hire motorbikes. Well, Corey decided. I decided to be a big girl and just close my eyes and pout and hold back my screaming the entire way.
And there were monkeys.
From there we were going to head to another temple. But, quite frankly, I was a bit templed out. And the tuk-tuk driver said that in about an hour the bats would come flying out of the cave. And that sounded cooler. So we stuck around instead.
Now, when he said the bats would come out I thought there would just be a bunch of bats flying out and that would be it. But no, there was a giant cloud of bats steadily streaming from the cave for over half an hour. It was insane. So. Many. Bats.
When the bats started thinning out we headed back to the hotel and found dinner at a place across the street. And then we ate way too much food. Including the worst brownie ever. But sometimes you just need some chocolate.