Relaxing on Samloem

19.01.2017

My hostel booked me a cheap mini van to Sihanoukville, and a nice Israeli lady gave me a pen when mine died as I was writing my journal.

I took the next boat to Koh Rong Samloem, a quieter island than its neighbour. I met a nice family from Oakland and stayed with them at their resort. They had dorms there for $8, so it worked out just fine. Anna reminded me of myself 10 years ago, having a quarter life crising and bouncing around doing crazy stuff. She had just quit her secure government job and decided to start travelling full time. Good choice I think.

We immediately went swimming in the shallow water, but wouldn't you know it, some kind of crazy fish decided to take a bite of me. At first I thought it was a crab, but as I saw it speed away, it was some sort of speckled black and white monstrosity. Who knows?

Anna and I went back to shore, where we shared some chips and whiskey that I brought from the mainland and watched the rain fall outside the hotel restaurant.

Samloem