Hello hello from Siem Reap, Cambodia! Man, do I got the story to tell you!
As you may or may not know Siem Reap is the closest town to Angkor City, you know, where the famous temples are? Where they shot Tomb Raider? There you go. So we bought the tickets, rented a tuk-tuk (it’s not like we’re lazy, the place is massive!) and off we went on our little ‘Indiana Jones and Lara Croft’ day of fun.
It was great, I mean the place is spectacular, unbelievable, really really cool. There are loads of ruins to explore, but also temples that are nearly intact - with the odd tree growing in its walls (told you, AWESOME) - that you can climb all the way to the top (the temple, not the tree). (Sure the steps are dodgy and there’s no regard for health & safety AT ALL, but hey, what’s the fun in that?).
So anyway, the story happened towards the end of the day. We were leaving the last temple, the magnificent Angkor Wat, and the sun was setting so the light was perfect, and I wanted to take pictures. Indiana was hungry so he was like ‘I’ll just hang here and get some biscuits’. As he opens the backpack to get the food, a BIG ASS MONKEY jumps on the balcony. He quickly closes the bag (Indiana, not the monkey) but it’s too late - THE MONKEY KNOWS! He jumps on the grass IN FRONT of us and I’m not sure what to do, but the monkey does: he puffs himself up and makes an aggressive move towards us! Scary, I know, but not to worry, Indiana knows just what to do: he drops the backpack. The monkey has the backpack. THE MONKEY HAS THE BACKPACK!
I’m panicking thinking our wallet is in there but Indiana says ‘no worries, it’s just food’. Seriously, JUST FOOD?! Does the man know me at all?
Anyway we stay there for a good TEN minutes while the monkey tries to break the code on how to open an Eastpak. He doesn’t (haha you bully, that will teach you!). Frustrated, he leaves the bag and walks away. Still we give him some space before getting our backpack, it is after all a BIG ASS MONKEY and we don’t want him to be (h)angry at us (again). Guess what happens? A HUMAN rushes towards our backpack(!) but I shout 'Hey! That is OUR backpack'. That’s right, step away punk, Lara is (finally) here.
So yeah, Angkor Wat is great. We’re moving on to Phnom Penh, hopefully no monkeys or punks there.
No pictures unfortunately, I was too worried about my cheese sandwich.