The 4th day of the trip, we were in Phnom Penh. Our first stop of the day was the National Museum which showcases the Angkor period, ranging from the 4th century to 15th century.
I think I was more fascinated with the natural settings. So tranquil and lovely. The photographer was just busy snapping photos.
So lovely and so peaceful. A beauty in itself in the Cambodian settings.We had a buffet lunch at this restaurant where at least the food had variety. One of the nicer places of food that we had. I must say that the food we had on the trip was certainly not appetizing. Maybe it's chinese food or one would say it's package tour. If you travel free and easy, one may have the opportunity to travel different types of authentic food in cambodia.
Taksin
We saw Taksin, who came to the restaurant for lunch. No wonder there were so many police and bodyguards all of a sudden.
Vanessa & Pat
Baby on tombstoneAfter lunch, we headed to Toul Sieng Museum which provided a grim reminder of the genocidal horrors from 1975 to 1979
Some of the pictures of the victimes. I didn't take pictures much inside, unlike some of the people in our tour who was busy taking every corner of the place. I just felt sick looking at the injustice and the cruelty. Instead I was out taking pictures of the kids.
One of my fav shot - the look on her face
Where the prisoners were housed
Taking a walk along the notorious "Killing Fields"of Choeng Ek. Such a pungent smell. It seems like the smell of the dead. That feeling of cries of those who were tortured and killed when one stepped into the killing fields.
Breakfast on 16 Dec 2009 - the final day
Some of the pictures of the victimes. I didn't take pictures much inside, unlike some of the people in our tour who was busy taking every corner of the place. I just felt sick looking at the injustice and the cruelty. Instead I was out taking pictures of the kids.
One of my fav shot - the look on her face
Where the prisoners were housed
Taking a walk along the notorious "Killing Fields"of Choeng Ek. Such a pungent smell. It seems like the smell of the dead. That feeling of cries of those who were tortured and killed when one stepped into the killing fields.
Breakfast on 16 Dec 2009 - the final dayConsisting of egg, spring roll, noddles, ham - one just eat to have breakfast
Lady in red with her breakfast
With our Cambodian Tour Guide
Vanessa, Cehao, Pat & Sern Yin
Lady in red with her breakfast
With our Cambodian Tour Guide
Vanessa, Cehao, Pat & Sern Yin It was an enjoyable trip. Cambodia made me realise how thankful to live in Singapore. In cambodia we see kids coming up to us begging us for money. The way the people lived their lives in hardship, yet they go on each day with a smile. This trip taught me how fortunate we are - the gift of life.
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