Goodbye watch

22.01.2017

The sea was quite rough, so I had to take the big expensive boat over to Koh Rong. The waves were huge and it was pretty exciting to skim over them in our big boat. I checked into the cheapest hostel on the island, and later i found out why. But first the story of the big tragedy. I decided to make some bloody mary cocktails and relax on the beach somewhere by myself. The backpacker street was so gross, I didn't want anything to do with it. I found 4K beach, which was totally deserted and beautiful. I made my nice drink and took a nice swim. I left my watch on my towel. After the sun started setting, I started to pack up. A Khmer guy waltzed by and started talking to me in English, sort of helping me pick up all my stuff. I was really uncomfortable, and in the confusion, I didn't put my watch back on. He either took it while I wasn't looking, or I left it on the beach. I think the former is the most likely. I didn't notice it was gone until I got back to the hostel. I ran back to the beach, searching frantically through the sand. I found nothing. I tried to report it to the police, but they just told me to come back the next day.

During this time, my hostel had become a horrible dance club, which explained the $5 price tag of my dorm bed. I couldn't go back and go to sleep, even though that was the only thing I wanted to do.

Some creepy bartender noticed my distress. He tried to tell me worse things could happen. For example, his best friend died of a heart attack and he went to a Cambodian prison, accused of murder. Then he awkwardly tried to get me to come to his house, which would be marginally quieter. I had to decline at least three times. He was clearly a sicko predator. Finally the music stopped and I slept for about four hours. This was hands down the worst day in Cambodia in six weeks.

boat to Koh Rong