To The Big City

Monday 24/11

The hotel where we stayed not only had a pool, but also breakfast included in the price. We decided to seize the inclusive breakfast, but as it started only at 7 in the morning, it meant a late start for cycling. And since we did not have internet in the room we took our devices to the breakfast table and in the end we only finished our breakfast after eight. Further more, we took a long time packing, so we started cycling only at around 9:00! This was no good, no good at all. But turned out Pedro had a plan to cycle till Kuala Lumpur International Airport (KLIA), which was around 50 km away, but Kuala Lumpur was 110 km. And his plan was to take some transportation from the airport to the city. This turned out to be a good idea as we started much too late to get to the city, and it also started to furiously rain while we were at the airport.

It was very difficult to get to the city with bicycles. The train was not an option, as they don't allow bikes there. And as for the bus, the only company that might take bikes had transfers to the city only from the other terminal. To get to the other terminal we ended up paying 12 ringgit. Of those 1 was for each person, and 5 per each bike! Unbelievable! And we never got the bike ticket. Meaning that the driver most likely put that extra 10 straight to his pocket. Then from the terminal we payed 10 per person to get to the city. There was no extra charge for the bicycles. This seemed strange until we realized that the driver sold us d tickets. What a joke! Turns out the guy has a full pocket of tickets with other time stamps that he resells to the passengers. There is even another guy who encourages people without tickets to save the walk to the ticket counter and buy tickets from the driver. What a scam!
But we got to the city, and that's all that really mattered at this point. We got off the bus in KL Sentral. It started to rain again so we did not go anywhere, just sat in a place where there was internet so we could get in touch with a girl who said she could host us. Yes, Pedro managed to get a positive response even though he sent the couch request only in the morning. Alina had already agreed to host four other people, but was kind enough to also accept our last minute request. The four other people surfing the same couch were:
One guy from Sweden, Kim, who has been travelling the world for two and half years now.
Then there was a couple from Argentina, Laura and Santiago, they had been travelling for a few months now.
And there was also a guy from Indonesia who was on a two week trip in South East Asia. Unfortunately I do not recall his name.
It was difficult to get to Alina's place because the city is not very bicycle friendly. As we had no other choice, we got on the highway, at one point I got myself into a very dangerous situation. The car did not see me even though Pedro was riding in front and indicating that we're switching lanes. The car approached with a high speed and the driver was clearly not paying enough attention. I heard tires squeal and now I just wanted to get off the road ASAP!
After a while we finally got to our host's home, and I was glad to put the bike to the side for now. It first looked like nobody was home, but soon Alina appeared in the window and came down to let us in the house. We sat down for a quick chat, but soon it was time to take a shower. Around that time Laura and Santiago also arrived to Alina's place, and minutes after them Kim came. While I was in the shower, Yan, a friend of our host had also came. It took some while for everyone to shower. But once everyone was ready Alina and her friend Yan drove us all out for dinner. We stopped in a place where there were many vendors selling local dishes. So Yan went to order food from many vendors and then we all tried the different dishes. Some were really spicy, but for me all seemed very tasty. With bellies full it was time to drive back to Alina's place because the Indonesian guy was waiting already by the door. As we were in a car with Yan, she took her time to drive back and was super nice to stop by the Petronas towers so we could get a close-up glimpse of the tallest twin towers in the world. Once we also were back, we all stayed up for a long chat. We had agreed to go to the Batu caves with the Argentinian couple the next day.
It was very late when we all finally headed to sleep. 

It Ain't Always Easy

Sunday 23/11

It was yet another morning. The alarm went off and and unwillingly we had to climb out of the bed. The hotel had some coffee and tea for breakfast. They also had toast, and we were wise enough to buy a nice chocolate-peanut butter spread the day before just so we would not have to have plain toast. After having some food in our systems we were ready to hit the road. When we begun to cycle the sun was already up, but most of the people were still asleep, so the cities streets were quite empty.
For me it was not such a good cycling day, I felt weak. The road was not wide, so some cars when passing were much to close, this made me feel unsafe. The road had some ups and downs, for me this was also a challenge as I'm not too experienced and my knees were beginning to hurt. The scenery was very beautiful but I was feeling too down to fully enjoy it. Meanwhile Pedro was on a good pace and he stopped often to wait for me. Along the way we passed some forests where monkeys lived. 

They were quite shy, so it was hard to get a good picture of them. However, we had a good look. Some of the monkeys had little ones in their arms. We kept cycling until about 11 o'clock when we turned off the main road to some hotel where we thought to have dinner. But they did not have a kitchen, however, we asked if we could cycle down to their beach area just to have a peak at the sea, the woman we were talking to did not mind at all. We cycled u a bit up and down passed the neat houses they had with rooms, at the edge where the sea was they even had a pool where people where busy enjoying the hot weather. One thing to note that local, Muslim people swim with their clothes on. For me this was strange because naturally I find that swimming with as little clothes as possible is more comfortable and less of a hassle than dealing with wet clothes. But religion is religion, and what ever makes them happy was fine with me. We went down to the beach, took some pictures, enjoyed the view but then headed back to the road to keep going. 

A few meters later we saw a sign for another hotel, we followed the sign deep in thorough the forest till we reached the place. The parking lot was full of cars, so this must be a really good place, I thought. We got there and asked if they had anything to eat, and they said that in an hours time they will have some lunch. So we set our bikes to the side and went for a walk along the beach. Once we reached some rocks we stopped and sat down in the sand for some rest. The view was nice and no people where around, so we sat there for more than an hour. Later on we went back to have lunch. We sat down and they bought us two plates of chicken rice, the most common dish in the entire South East Asia, I believe. Don't think I've mentioned this before, but they serve food with fork and spoon, very, very rarely will they have knives. And if you ask for one, there is a good chance they will not understand what you're asking for. But it's not so hard to get used to that, as a big majority of the dishes don't really require a knife. The food was nice, after the meal we just sat there enjoying the view to the sea. It was very peaceful. 

We were then joined by another cycler. He asked if he could join us, and of course we did not mind. Jeff is from England, he is also cycling a lot, he has a job that he can manage working for half a year roughly and the other half he spends travelling. He said that now he is on a five month journey. He has travelled a lot, so it was nice to heat about his experiences and tips and suggestions for our future trips. We chatted for quite some time. Jeff said that he would find a place to stay somewhere nearby, but we had decided to get to Port Dickson that day. So we all begun cycling, but parted soon after we reached the main road.
The sky had gotten very cloudy, and soon before we reached the city it started to rain a bit. Later on we actually met Jeff again, he said that in the area he could not find a decent priced place, so he had cycled to Port Dickson as well. It started raining more and more, we stopped at McDonalds got some food and hoped to get online and look for a place to stay. But their WiFi was down, so now we had to stay there and wait for the rain to pass. In a matter of minutes it got dark, but the rain did not stop.
After spending quite some time in the overly air conditioned cold "restaurant" the rain calmed down and we got out of the place in search for a WiFi or accommodation. We got internet and managed to book a nice looking place not far from where we were. The hotel had a pool, it was closed but the receptionist did not mind us using it for some minutes. So after getting our things to the room and having a nice shower we went to the pool for a swim. But then, of course, it was time to get to sleep and get some good rest. The following day we were going to arrive to Kuala Lumpur.

Getting to Malacca

Thursday 20/11

As we had not cycled much the previous day only about 37km, today we had to get going and get some kilometers done.
We ready to leave Pulai at around 8 in the morning. The sun was long up and we had a quick breakfast at the hotel. Pedro, as usual, navigated us to the right roads.
We spent the day cycling until we stopped for a rest in a park. Pedro hanged one hammock up in a tree. While I slept on a bench in a a wooden shelter near by. While we were resting some schoolboys stopped on their scooters and popped some petards of some sort. 

Later on we stopped for dinner, we had some rice with chicken. After we continued to cycle until we found a nice looking Home-stay, we knocked on the doors and rang our bells, but it seemed like nobody was home. So we sat down to wait hoping that who ever run the place would show up soon. While we waited, the sun set, and from a nearby mosque we heard people praying. Some while later we finally saw some people there, seemed like a son and his mother. We arranged a decent price of 45 ringgit. As we settled into the room it started to really rain outside, we were truly glad that we had a roof over our heads at this time.

Friday 21/11

Morning came sooner than expected, we woke up not very early, the sun was already up! Yesterday we had cycled close to 90 km, and today we were up for another decent day of cycling. For breakfast we stopped at one of the only places that was open at an early hour. We had a Indian dish served with curry sauce. Pedro loved the dish, and it was very nice, so we both asked for another one. This time for the brake we stopped in a coconut plantation and hanged the hammocks on some trees we found there.

It was a good place far away from the road, so we had a quite time while relaxing. Once we continued cycling two cyclists passed us! At first they did not stop, they flew passed us at a very impressive speed. Later on we met them as they had stopped for a quick stop. We found out that the two girls were from the UK. One of them, Katherine, is cycling all the way from Australia to UK. And the other girl is a friend of hers who joined her on cycling adventures for the distance from Singapore to Bangkok.
After getting to know each other it was time to keep rolling. We stopped for the day in a city called Muar. We went about looking for a guesthouse that was not expensive, and meanwhile we saw that the two British girls were also in the same town. They stopped at a hotel, and so did we. We got a double room for 45 ringgit. 

This was a special cyclist discount. After settling in the room and having a shower we went our for some well deserved dinner. The city was full with life and open market. We sat in a nice looking place and the lady working there helped us with understanding the menu. The food was good!!! :D
Once we got back to the hotel we went straight to sleep!

Saturday 22/11

We got up at around seven, got ready, but on our way down to our bikes we stopped on the second floor where the hotel had it's WiFi area. So you can imagine that there we wasted a lot of time. While we were sitting there, the two girls passed us as they were going downstairs. We greeted them, and wished a good ride! When online things were finally somewhat done it was again late to begin a cycling day.

Yesterday we had cycled about 84 km, so we had not far to go to get to Malacca, only roughly 50 km. We got to the city in a good time cycling all the 50 in one stretch. We found our hotel that Pedro had booked online and checked in. The place was cosy. Near the reception there was a world map with pins in many countries. As there was no pin placed in Latvia, later on I put one in there. So I was their first guest from Latvia. We were feeling very lazy so we took a lot of time doing nothing but resting! The hot midday passed and we got our lazy asses out to the city. We agreed to meet up with Vaidas, the guy who surfed the same guys couch as us back in Dubai! We went to the hostel where he said we would find him, but as he was taking a nap, we decided to drop by again later. As we wondered the streets of the city, it started to rain. It was refreshing at first, so we kept walking about. We were in China-town area, and there was a market of some sort with people selling all sorts of things, including street food. We were forced to stop under one of the shelters because the rain grew in power, and now it was truly pouring!

It was most likely the wildest rain the two of us had seen. The sky turned from white to completely black in a matter of minutes. The thunder roared so loudly you'd think it was a war field, and the lightning was so bright it light up the entire sky when it struck. The water came like a river that had lost its direction. It was truly wild rainfall for at least an hour. The street vendors tried their best to save their things, but much of that was too late. Once the rain had finally calmed down a bit, we decided to keep moving. We went again to Vaidas hostel where he was playing chess with some local man. It was great meeting him! After he won his game he took us to a very cheap Indian restaurant where we ate roti. Roti are pancakes made from dough ball that is stretched out and folded and cooked on big pan surfaces that they have. If you take one that has something inside, it will be placed there after the stretching and before the folding. That evening we fell in love with roti, especially roti pisan (roti with banana)! After dinner Vaidas headed back to his hostel where he had to entertain some guests. Meanwhile we walked about the nice city. The cities streets were full of people, probably because it was a Saturday and that week some festival was taking place there. We did not manager to catch anything from the festival, but nevertheless we had a lovely walk around. While walking along the river, we saw a street musician who was playing his guitar and next to him he had a dancing donkey toy. We chatted to the man a bit, and then I even danced alongside the donkey a bit while bystanders had a good laugh.
Vaidas had invited us to join him at the hostel, it sounded like a nice idea, but as we decided not to stay another day in the city, it was time to head back to our place and get some good rest.

Phnom Penh Weekend

Saturday 15/11

Wow, time sure passes quickly. We begun our trip two weeks before this Saturday, can't believe that two weeks have already passed. But luckily this holiday of ours will keep on going for a while longer! :)
On Saturday we seized the time to sleep in and rest well. When we finally woke up it was close to check-out time. Since we had no replies on CS we asked if we could stay another night, and it was no problem. So we slept in a bit more and in the afternoon we realized that we are getting really hungry! :D
So we finally got out of the hotel took our bikes and went out to the city. We cycled a bit around, then cycled a bit along the river. The water was not very clean, but the riverside was pleasant. Later on we stopped at a place called Variety, the restaurant had a lot of seating places, and many waiters were sitting about. We got off our bikes, 'parked' them, and sat right by. We assumed that one of the bored out waiters or waitresses will bring us some menus, or at least tell us what they have that we could order. But as it turned out, none of them spoke English, yes, out of about 10 people, none spoke any English at all. They ended up calling another girl from the kitchen, I assumed, as she didn't have the same T-shirt as the rest of them. We told her that we wanted to eat something (which should have been obvious). She asked one of the waiters to bring a menu, she apologized that it is not in English, but it had some pictures and she stayed around so we could asked her what was what. We ended up ordering some stake and vegetables for the two of us to share. While waiting for the food, all the waiters and waitresses where stating at as. Also, while we waited we were thinking what to do later on. We decided to go see a movie - Before I Go To Sleep. It would start only at 22:10, so we still had plenty of time. We had our meal, the stake arrived and it was much too rare for us. So we asked for it to be cooked a bit more. After the meal we decided to head back to our hotel to rest a bit and blog a bit. Then it was time to go back to the movie cinema. We decided to walk there, the air was nice, not too hot, and the distance was about 2km, so less than 30 minutes to walk. Cycling did seem as an option, but we decided it would not be safe to leave bikes outside while we watch the movie. We were maybe half way there while crossing a smaller street a scooter passed right behind us. It seemed to be very close, but nothing unusual..until I felt that the back person on that scooter had grabbed the strap of my bag and was pulling it as the scooter kept going. I was pulled sideways as the bag was across from one shoulder to the other side. Luckily the man let go fairly soon after realizing that he could not get it. Was also lucky that he didn't have a knife to cut the strap. Would've been a big loss for me as my wallet and passport were in the bag. After all it also contained tickets for the movie, so the trip to the cinema also would be a waste. We kept on walking and only then we realized that we were pretty much the only people who were going by foot in the streets. We were glad to arrive to the cinema. The movie was nice, I liked it, as it was a mystery. But Pedro found it a bit too scary. :D
After the movie we decided to save yourselves from the streets of Phnom Penh and took a tuktuk back to our hotel. It was late and time to head to sleep. 

 

Sunday 16/11

As we had had a late evening, and not many plans for the day, we were sleeping in again! When we finally woke up Pedro was checking his email where he had a response on Couch Surfing that a girl called Maria was willing to host us! Oh the joy!!! At around 11 o'clock we called out potential host to ask if she is still OK to host us for the night, and she said that she could! We agreed to meet up at 13:00 near the Russian market. So we packed our things, went for a quick lunch (breakfast, really) and the cycled our way to the meeting point. There we greeted Maria with hugs, and with all three of us on bicycles she showed us the way to her place. It was a few narrow stairs to go up, and then we arrived to her cosy place. She said she had moved in there just about a week ago. Her flatmates, a French couple, had been gone for the weekend. We sat down and had a great chat with our host. Maria is originally from Argentina, but had lived in Australia for quite a time, and in Cambodia for a bit less than a year now. She also just returned from a holiday in Indonesia.
Later on we went to the market, there we got some nice pants for Marta, and two t-shirts. We managed to bargain with the seller. He firsts said that the pants alone would cost 5 dollars. Of course, I did not agree, but in the end we paid 6 dollars for the pants plus two shirts. We then met up with our host, she had not been feeling too well, so we decided to make her and us some dinner. We were super happy for the opportunity to cook, and she could rest a bit. We cycled to the supermarket where while shopping for groceries we decided to make some pasta salad, and for breakfast we got some buns and sausages to make hot dogs.
The dinner turned out to be OK, we mixed a lot of ingredients, and covered the dishes with a nice salad dressing.
We stayed on the balcony eating and talking about all sorts of things! It was very nice to stay with a couch surfer after having spent a lot of nights in hotels and guesthouses. Night came, we all were tired and it was time to sleep! 

Honk, Honk, Honk, Beep, Beep, Beep...

Friday  14/11

Friday arrived! The day people are usually extremely excited about. However, since we're on a holiday, for us it makes very little difference - every day is exciting! Today we were going to arrive to Cambodia's capital city Phnom Penh. The distance left was only about 50 km, which was half of what we had cycled the day before. Therefore the plan was to get to the city before we stop for a break.
There was only one BUT, we had no idea where we would be staying until our flight that is only on Monday.
The way was straight forward, and more and more signs indicated that we truly will be arriving to Phnom Penh shortly. But that's not the only thing that was more and more, the traffic! Scooters, cars, pickups, trucks, ... seemed to appear out of thin air. There was noise everywhere. By now we were used to them all honking like crazy, but this was a whole new level. There was also some road construction work going on in some fragments of the national road nr.5, so this made the traffic even more hectic. But being cyclists we had some what an advantage since like scooters we could pass cars and trucks that were stuck. Good for us.
We had not yet arrived to the city centre area when Pedro saw a restaurant that had WiFi. So we decided to stop there and see what our plan for the rest of the day will be. We ended up spending a lot of time there. Pedro was eagerly searching for a Couch Surfing host for us for the current city. And I sent some requests for Singapore. During our stay at this place we had some drinks and a meal. We did some blogging and facebooking.
At this restaurant they had two TVs. Each was showing something else. But on one of them they played their own DVDs which where either strange Cambodian action movies or Cambodian karaoke.
We had spent literally hours at this place, so finally we searched online for a hotel where we could stay as there were no positive responses on Couch Surfing. We found one with a pool, online the price was 20$ per night. We thought about booking it, but since it required card details, we thoughts it's better to wait till we get there.
Then Pedro also found online a bike shop that we could go to for some tips. So off we went to this shop. We found it easily. There Pedro asked if they had bike boxes; we'll be needing them for the flight. They said that with them disassembling them and putting them into the boxes it would be 9USD each. They also offered us their own transportation. The guy at the shop said that it would total cost us close to 50USD. They'd pack our bikes and bring us to the airport. It seems a lot, but it's pretty much a hustle free option.
After the chat at the bike shop we wondered through the traffic to the hotel we had picked out for us. We asked the receptionist what the price was for one night, he said it's 15$. Great! So we took a room for us, at firsts just one night. We were allowed to bring the bikes inside the hotel and we locked them together not far from the reception. Seemed safe enough!
It was nice to settle into our room. It's quite small, has a desk and a bed in the room, and a small space to turn around. And there is also a toilet/shower. All together not so bad. Of course there is dust in many places, and the corners have clearly not been cleaned in a while. But it has air conditioner so we can stay cool! :D
Once we had our showers and rest time we went out to the city for dinner. The city, or at least the area where we're staying seems quite vibrant. There are many bars, cafes and restaurants around here. Always buzzing with peoples' chatters. We ended up looking like typical tourists because for the meal we had burgers with fries. But I really had a desire to have a juicy sandwich of some sort. And we also tried some Cambodian beer, which turned out to be nothing very special. Then we headed for the hotel and went to sleep!

They See Us Rollin'

Wednesday 12/11

We woke up early, as planned, and as usual. Again, we wanted to start cycling early so that we could do a good distance before the sun was too hot. Surprisingly it was not so hard. Guess it was because we had gone to bed early and had had a good rest. We got out of the guesthouse and went across the street where there was a market and there we purchased some snacks for breakfast. We had several different kinds of sweeties and salty things, most of which we could not figure what they were. The best one for both of us was the banana fritter. Yumm!

Pedro and Marta picking what's for breakfast.

After breakfast we kept on cycling and Pedro stopped at the barber's place and said that he was ready to get his hair cut! He seemed very excited. :) The barber cut his hair and gave him a good shave, all for one dollar! Pedro was happy and very pleased with the result.

Pedro at the barber's.

It was then time to keep on rolling.. Until Marta got a flat tire! Yes, I had cycled over some tiny needle like object that happened to puncture through the tire and make a hole in the inner tube. Good though that Pedro had taken with him from Portugal a repair kit. He fixed the inner tube and found that little object that had caused the problem! Saved the day! Thank you Pedro!!! ;) 

The flat tire time.

We then continued to cycle till a town called Pursat where we stopped for the market. There Pedro went to get some bread and muffins for lunch.

Market in Pursat.

Once that was done we cycled a bit more until we found a decent place where we could hang the hammocks for the break of the day. It was further off the road near some houses, there were some perfectly aligned trees waiting for us.

Though at one point my hammock was invaded by the sun and I was forced to move to another place, then Pedro did the same.
After the rest we continued to cycle a bit more, not too long though, it had been an eventful day and we both were tired. We stopped in a town in a guest house called Paris. There we stayed for a while to blog. Once we had rested a bit we were ready for dinner. Next door to the hotel was a nice 'restaurant' where we asked for some rice with some meat. The man got us big dishes of very nice fried rice mixed with some greens and meant. The taste was awesome! One of the best dinners so far. And the price was only 2$ per plate.
After dinner we went to a market where most sellers were packing everything away. But we managed to buy some very tasty cookies for breakfast. We also got some strange green snacks.
Then it was late already and time to go to sleep, after all we had to wake up early again!

Thursday 13/11

As usual the alarm went off at five o'clock in the morning. We had gone to bed quite late, so it was much harder to get up! We had WiFi there so that made the morning even longer. For breakfast we had the cookies we had purchased previous day. We left the hotel much too late, at close to seven o'clock. The sun was long up and heating the streets we were about to roam. I was very dissatisfied with the late start, because for me it is very hard to take the heat. So the say started off with me being Miss Grumpy. We cycled in the sun and I wanted to stop way too often and could not cycle fast at all! Finally it was time to rest! Pedro found an amazing place for us to hang the hammocks. It was under a house (as many houses here are built on tall 'legs' to avoid flooding). What's the best part is that the house was in the lake Tonle Sap. The view was beautiful!

Peter Lamb tying hammocks.

Marta resting.

We stayed there swinging above the water for the whole resting time. A few times some kids came by to go swimming. The place is not really suitable for that, but they still seemed to have a lot of fun. Some of them wanted to come and chat with us, but unfortunately the language barrier exists. So it was smiling and saying: "Hello!"
During the rest time I also tried the green strange snacks we had gotten yesterday. The texture was like it was play dough, the smell was sweet. But the taste was not good at all!

After the nice rest on the breezy lake it was time to keep rolling! We got back to the road and kept going. Soon I got really hungry since all we had had was cookies all day, so we stopped in a place where I could eat. It was rice with green beans and meat. Pedro claimed that he was not hungry. Again, it was time to roll. The more we cycled the easier it was for me because the sun was slowly setting. The air got lighter and soon there was no need for sunglasses. And soon we had to use some lights to see the road. Pedro gave me his headlamp so I could see the way. Then Pedro got hungry, so we stopped again, so he could eat. In that place there were some cute kittens that were a bit frightened, but wanted to cuddle. And AGAIN it was time to keep going, at some points we stopped to ask people where was the closest place to sleep, and they just indicated that it's very far. So we kept going and going and going. Finally we reached a town called Sala Phlov Veay where Pedro quickly spotted a guesthouse! The price for it was 5$. She gave us a room that had not been cleaned. But it would actually make no difference as evey hotel and guesthouse we had stayed so far had always been poorly cleaned. She was nice enough to give us clean towels and blankets. But later on I found out that the shower was broken, so I ended up washing under the tap. Pedro went in the shower a bit later and claimed that he was able to fix it. Oh well! It was time to sleep as the next day we were going to arrive to Phnom Penh.

Pedro & Marta on the road.

On a Bus to Battambang

Monday  10/11

Finally a day we could sleep in. Very strange for a Monday morning! But heck it was nice!
However, Pedro was upset because he had some issues with his Garmin GPS cyclo computer. Since we had wifi we tried our best to find the solution online. With some button pressing we at least got it to turn on. Apparently there were some corrupt files. And we're still not able to access some of the day info. But the device is working now, and Pedro's happy. :D
After the technology problems we still had an hour to go up to the swimming pool and have some breakfast. But then noon came and it was time to checkout from the hotel.
We then cycled to the ticket office we were at yesterday. They still had seats for the last bus that goes to Battambang at 13:30. The price, luckily, had not changed over night. Which could easily happen. We asked where the bus station was, but the five people working there could not tell us. The truth is, we had a map the previous day, and one of the guys showed us where the bus station is, but today the map had magically disappeared. I was also very surprised that so many people where working at this one place. Customers didn't come so often, and most of the time they were doing their own things. 

Anyway, I asked the guy if he could tell me the password for internet, then I could load the map and find the station. So we did that. But finally Pedro decided that we'll wait for a car they provide for other people going from ticket office to the bus station, and follow it. This turned out to be a success. 

Now when we were there, we just needed to still buy tickets for the bicycles. Pedro took of the front wheels from the bikes and placed them in the baggage section of the bus. While I got on the bus he went to buy some water and snacks to munch on on the way. The ride was long, about four hours, odd considering the distance was roughly 150 km. The time was ten minutes passed the departure time when the bus finally left the station. It stopped in some other places still in the city. The bus was like any usual one, and it had good air conditioning. Everyone aside from us was sitting in long sleeves, some even in sweaters indicating with their body language that it's very cold for them.
We seized the time to chat and to blog a bit. 

Soon enough the bus arrived to it's final destination for this trip, Battambang. When it arrived in the station there were several tuktuk drivers waiving their prepared signs outside our window. They were offering a ride, a hotel, or both. When we went out of the bus, they literally attacked us with their services, trying to make us choose them. To have the right image, imagine a group of fans trying to get close to a famous musician that's getting out of his/her ride. I had to push to get through them. But then they got to see that we're with bicycles and one by one they disappeared. Now we had to find the guesthouse we booked earlier that day. At first we did not worry so much, because how hard could it be to find a guesthouse. We cycled about asking people if they knew the place, the street or at least which direction to go for that area of the town - nobody knew. One girl though said to go straight on the road we were on. We stopped at a pizza place, which supposedly had wifi, but turned out it was not working. But at least we had a dinner. The sun had gone down by now. We were glad that the girl serving us food spoke English and was able to tell us which way to go. Once we arrived to the correct area, a man on a scooter said that he would lead the way for us. But sadly this was the wrong place. We asked some young guy, he called out his friend to assist. Then we went inside a driveway where we thought the guesthouse could be. But it turned out to be some martial arts school, the teacher there was nice to call the guesthouse to ask them how to find them. The young lad then said that he knew the way and that he would show us, but again it turned out to be the wrong one. We cycled some more metres, then asked a street food seller if he knew where the place was. The young boy listens to instructions and lead the way again. BUT again this was not the right place. By now we were tired and upset! We know they all tried to help, but in the end we were nowhere. At the last hotel we were lead to we asked for wifi password so we could find the directions to our guesthouse. Turned out it was not far, in fact very close to the street food seller who directed us to the wrong direction.
We finally got to the place and the receptionist said that the place is full! How is this possible if we booked a room online??? We were now more upset!
The guy made some calls and finally said to follow him where we would have a place to stay. It was a hotel almost just across the street. And he also arranged for the price to be the same as on our reservation, so we stayed at a 12$ hotel for 6$. Ufff what a day it had been! We were glad to get to bed!!

To Siem Reap

 Saturday 08/11

In the morning we had our alarm very early again. Since yesterday we had cycled total of 109 km it was now clear that we could make the last 70 km to Siem Reap in this one day. We departed the city early and again, the heat at first was not bad. It was warm, but not hot. The way was simple, we just had to keep cycling along the same one we had arrived to the hotel. But soon the roads split. One lead to Angkor Wat and other to Siem Reap, we took a turn for Angkor Wat since it was supposed to be a bit closer, and then from there we would go to the city. Once we arrived to the area of the beautiful temples we also found Bangor Wat. Pedro heard some people speaking Portuguese, and asked where we could get the tickets for the temples. Their tour guide pointed us in the direction that we had just came from. The plan was to get the tickets for tomorrow so then we wouldn't have to worry about that. So we cycled the direction we were showed to go. We ended up wondering around a lot. At one of the shops were some cyclists. We stopped and went to greet them. Turned out some of them work in a school in Siem Reap. And one of the guys actually is visiting, but works in a school in Latvia in Jelgava!!! David, the guy we spoke to, has lived here for a longer time, and was very nice to give us tips! (The guesthouse we stayed at was actually recommended by him!) We were happy to have met these guys, they also said that the best way to Siem Reap by bicycle would be taking the way on the West side of the lake which is much less busy. After the chat it was time to keep rolling!

We decided to stop for lunch, a bit annoyed since finding tickets for the countries main attractions shouldn't be difficult. At the place we had lunch we rested for a while longer and let the heat pass. After more wondering about we started to check hotels for prices, but the two we stopped at were too pricy. But the second one was a joke! The guy at the reception spoke very, very little English. We asked for a price for two nights, and the guy spent about 10 minutes looking through some papers and still couldn't give us a number! Then he said that he'll show us the room, the bed was hard as a rock. But once at the reception asking for the price again, he looked through papers and showed us a random contract that they have between the hotel and some travel agency. We were not happy about the time spent, so we headed for the exit. Then at the door we looked for WiFi, and then we asked the guy if he could tell the password for it, and he gave it to us. While on WiFi we booked a room at the Okay Guesthouse that David suggested to us. The price online was also much better than what they had said over the phone. We booked two nights double bed in a hotel in city centre with a pool for total of 34 USD. Great! We now just had to finally find the place to get tickets for the temples.
We asked many more people, wondered a bit more, but finally reached the ticket office!!! We were joyous. The time was about 16:15. Pedro went to ask about the tickets, but turns out they need a picture for the ticket, more so, tickets for the next day are sold only after 17:00. So we settled to wait. To our surprise soon people started to line up! But there was still much time till five. So we didn't bother to rush...until we saw several busses stopping in the parking area. So we stood in a line, but an officer came to us and told us to stand in a new line next to an other ticket booth. So now we were first in the line. While waiting we read on the information board that ticket offices close at 17:30. So when you think about it, we were very lucky to find the place when we did. They ended up opening the booths sooner. By 16:40 we had our tickets with our pretty faces on them! :D

With ticket problem settled we were ready to find the hotel. It was not very difficult, we arrived there, the staff was super friendly and most of them spoke good English. We settled in the room and headed for the rooftop for the pool. We had a great time there. Also met some Australian visitors and had a quick chat with them. We went to the room to change, but soon came up for the restaurant to have some dinner. We split a starter, Cambodian spring rolls, and split a main dish of chicken and fries.
In the evening we blogged a bit and headed for sleep. Again, in the morning we were to get up early as we had booked a tuktuk small tour with sunrise for 18USD. The pick up time was 4:45. Our alarm was set for 4:30. 

 

Tickets for Angkor Wat