As I mentioned in the last post, Sihanoukville is just the way I remembered it. It is a quaint town that is loosely separated into two parts, the local area and the tourist area. Most of our time was, as expected, spent in the tourist area. The tourist area could almost be confused with a beach town in the US with all the western cafes and beachfront shops. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still got a Cambodian flavor but still has a western feel.
Sofiya and I got into the town about 2pm and quickly caught a tuk-tuk to the city. We shared the ride with two people from Spain that I had struck up a conversation with before the bus ride. It’s always nice to meet new people and this couple seemed nice enough, plus riding with them we halved the cost of the tuk-tuk. When we arrived at the hostel I was hit with a strong déjà vu. It only took a few minutes for me to remember that I had stayed in the same hostel the last time I was here. Oh well, so I’m more or less just recreating my last time in Sihanoukville. :(
The next few days we spent our time wandering around the city and the tourist area. We spent about half our time out at the beach just wading in the surf. The beach is really nice here and I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed myself so much. We also met up with the group we were traveling with earlier for beers. It may have been only about a week since we last saw them, it felt like a family reunion we met. Turns out that they spent about a week at an island near Sihanoukville.