Kampot, where we based ourselves is a strange little town. Or so it seemed when we arrived just after midday. The sun was hot, the streets were quiet-ish, and the atmosphere was hard to establish. But the draw here was the quaint riverside and the promise of the best Crab feast of my life.
ACCOMODATION NOMINATION
We stayed at Rikki Tikki Tavi.
This is a real case of you-don’t-need-an excuse-for-a-weekend-away, weekend. Is there any better sound, than that of your alarm NOT going off on a Monday morning? I think not.