The flight was uneventful, and we arrived, breezed through customs after having stood in line for our Visa. The Cambodian Visa, like the Brazil version takes up an entire page in your passport. It is a giant sticker, and is only good for 30 days.
Pnom Penh has a clean modern airport that was quite pleasant.
We had selected a hotel with a view of the Mekong River. Right on the shore street. It was a great place, with large clean room, air conditioning, and a fabulous restaurant/bar. The only thing in the end that made it undesirable is that starting at around 5:30 or 6 in the morning, the sound of traffic and people right outside your window wakes you up. If you are one who can sleep through a herd of elephants or do not mind sleeping with earplugs in, then this would not be a problem. For me though, it was tough. I was still trying to get acclimated to SEA time, and had been running a tough set of hours and waking up at the butt crack of dawn after only 4 or 5 hours sleep took it's toll on me eventually. The beds were very comfortable and the rate was $35 USD per night. Each room had a key lock safe, and all the nightstands and drawers had key locks as well. This was nice as I could lock my laptop and portable printer into the desk when I left.
Hope and Anchor
Western owned
hopeandanchor-cambodia.com
213 Sisowath Quay, Pnom Penh, Cambodia
023 991190
012 261167 gets you the owner Peter Spencelayh
Well, we settled in at the rooms, and headed out to see what kind of trouble we could get into. We hired a local guy, Ben whom many of you know. He and his brother Blake would provide us all the transport we needed on the trip at the rate of $30 day. We went to a couple of places that evening. The first which has no name that I ever heard (this would be a common situation), was a little run down spot where there were about 10 cute little gals all sitting around a TV in a small waiting room. We were put on little plastic chairs. Apparently the real Mammasan was away as the girls were playing havoc . I literally had to peel several of them off of me to breath. They were far more aggressive than I cared for, and in the end, I had to stand up and hold them back to make a choice. Her name was Lela, she had a Japanese flavor to her, and was very light skinned. We went to the back rooms. Okay, these are not the quality one would expect, but at the whopping rate of $5 US for a poke, I guess expecting a luxury suite would be stretching it a bit
After we left the hole in the wall place, we went to a couple of local FL joints. Zanzybar was nice, with a comfortable table and chairs, nice bamboo shard wallpaper and a fair selection of cuties to be had. A nice place.
An interesting anecdote here. We come out of Zanzybar and cannot find out driver anywhere. Bahtman calls the guy on the phone. He says he is right in front of the club. Bahtman says WE are right in front of the club, and do not see him. As we turn around, we find we are within a foot of each other each looking opposite direction. All the Cambodian guys sitting out front were roaring with laughter. We felt like morons. It was funny.
We then went to dinner. Bahtman recommended a place on the riverfront called "The Jungle Bar". It proved to be a good recommendation. The menu is limited, but still offered at least 8 or 10 dishes that would do nicely. The 2 alarm chili was awesome, and even comes with bread and a side of cayenne for those who like watching their spoon dissolve into goop. Both The Jungle Bar and the restaurant at the Hope and Anchor served the biggest Omelet’s I have seen in years. Their Chicken Cordon Bleu was exceptionally good, and the coffee was pretty fair.
After dinner, we headed around the corner to a club called “DV8”. This was a clean nicely run bar with some very nice ladies available. ST rooms are upstairs with A/C. We bought a few ladies drinks, grabbed a few asses and headed out for A place called Le Cyrcee Club (The Secret Bar). This is a combination BJ and ST bar. You may also BF the girls for more. This place is the best and worst of Pnom Penh. As I walked through the door, I made it about 2 steps before a hot little spinner named Linda grabs me, drags me to a bar stool, lifts her skirt showing a tasty looking bare pussy and starts massaging my cock through the pant leg opening of my shorts. As my self thinking hands wandered around her persons, I became aware that there was a very firm B cup with perky nipples attached to a bod with an incredible ass. You could literally bounce a quarter off this ass. I was a goner. This gal and I were up in the room in a flash. Again, she did not like to kiss , although she gave me a few half measured ones. She gave an admirable BBBJ, and then climbed aboard. This chick had a tight bod. My hands were free ranging all through the session. When we finished, it was pay the bar time. $2 per drink, so $6, $2 for the room, so $8 total and $15 to the girl for a total of $23.
The only things I did not like about the place was that the beds were rock hard, there was no A?C in the rooms and it was very hot (although there were two small fans to make it bearable), and as I found on my next trip, the girls are a bit too aggressive at times. But on the whole, a great place at a low price.
The Cyrcee Club
Pnom Penh
Street 49 No 13
Open 6 PM to 2 AM
Tel: 012 739 784
Now exhausted, I turned in for the night. I slept well, but had to be up fairly early as I had arranged for the car to take me to the Famous “Killing Fields of Pnom Penh”, and the “S-21 Genocide Museum” first thing in the morning.
A couple observations on PP/Cambodia….
The traffic control is the worst I have ever seen ANYWHERE. There are virtually NO traffic lights and almost no stop signs. Traffic just ebbs and flows like vinegar and oil, with an amazing number of “near misses” on every block. It was amazing to see, and just a little unnerving at times as the car we were in had no first gear and would pull out into this mess at a painfully slow speed in second gear, causing all manner of disruption to this bizarre dance.
The vast majority is ST, and ST means 30 minutes. LT can be found, but is less common.
The cars are an odd mix. About half are left hand steering and about half are right hand steering. Driving is on the right side as in the US.
The ratio is about 50 mopeds per car, and about 10 bicycles per car.
The only place I have ever been where sex and breakfast were both $5 USD.
The girls in Cambodia are harder than in Thailand. Very little affection, most do not like to kiss, some do not like to have their breasts/pussies touched. Some will not give head. This is a place for CHEAP sex, rather than QUALITY sex. However, to be fair, I must say that this is a YMMV situation.
It is hotter in PP/Seam Reap than in BKK/Pattaya, and more humid as well.
There is almost NO A/C in any of the lower end places. Some have fans, but they are all ovens.
The food was plentiful, inexpensive, with large portions, and was quite good.
The language barrier here is even stronger than in Thailand.
More to come soon as I am now where I can get Internet access easily.