na hey dear:)
sooo many comments have given her already - great! We're thrilled that you follow our journey so diligent:)
now we are in Cambodia! .. But so much has happened yet here, on the last day in Vietnam but all the more - so to first of all have a few words.
namely because we were once again in the internet cafe. Martin is already gone to the hotel more. I had to find all Daleen home .. actually not a difficult task, because we were already 3 days in the place and I had to turn corners even at two. .. Hmmm, well, so who knows me better and bissl already been on with me (at this point, many greetings to Kathmandu!), Knows that these facts do not save me from the disorientation, which I frequently was forfeited. So I'm half an hour determined by the city made a mistake and always beautiful on the hotel's past .. unfortunately I did not even say exactly how our hotel, so could anybody say where I want. ploet already. but it has taken me still a dear woman, let me sit on her motorcycle and searched the hotel with me. within 5 min was then done, for it was really right next to the internet cafe. luckily I caught grad still so Martin, who opened looking for me. He had in fact already worried ..
to discourage this action we went back to our dear family. lam, the woman had invited us to dinner namely. tion, the man was not there. he was buying bikes in Cambodia. So now we were sitting with Islam and the granny in the house when we arrived and no sooner was again touching worried about us - we were served delicious soup, rice, fish, fruits and sweets. .. and had to eat squid .. and something very strange, it was definitely animal, so with lots of cartilage and skin and fat .. yeah! Martin's was good, I had to pull myself together sorrow, instead of stalling, according to .. fell into a perspiration .. Martin always said "Just swallow's down, come on ".. but the mud in my mouth was always more! I wondered what it probably is for a creature to whom I chew as at and what simply will not disappear in my belly in front .. the eckligesten marine creatures awakened my mind's eye .. I just could hardly resist the choking, but just before the great disaster I was able to actually swallow the lump down:)
was otherwise beautiful evening, right before we had bissl jitters, because without the training! house, no one was there who could speak English but it was great - we have communicated with lam with hands and feet and drawings and the granny who would otherwise almost always kept in the background, mixed with too busy.) We had a lot of fun and covered a great misunderstanding on as Martin and I discovered on the wall hangs the European Cup-shirts and more closely, suddenly showed lam with a broad grin on the Romanian flag and on ourselves. .. So they thought the whole time we were Romanians! and that for the reason that Romania Vietnamese "Romani" is, which is phonetically the English word "Germany" damn similar. So we showed her the German flag and shouted: "ah, Duke!" "Duc" means namely Germany.
parting gave me (Christy) lam a scented powder and a light pink bracelet, which is actually their daughter mimi .. really funny;) but shows how much they enjoyed meeting about our added. when we had the house dungeons and farewell announced, I pressed and lam oma. both were perplexed about this German bissl passing, but there were still great. certainly it was still good that when Martin was shaking hands, because the Asians are even more distant.
the next morning it was called then "goodbye vietnam"! we enjoyed our last coffee and off we went with the motorcycle over the limit. phew, was the action-ne! So the country itself is not changing, that was quite relaxed and we have international officials of the Cambodian even get ne grapefruit;) which was really anstraengend were our motorcyclist. settled was actually that the U.S. (~ 60km of tien ha) up to Kampot To get what we wanted to take a bus to Sihanoukville. the limit as we passed but suddenly stopped, and even a car next to us. wishing that we are now moving into the car, the two won the full amount of money to pay for Kampot. pfff! really cheeky! Of course we have not played and the two continue to be asked. This game is repeated a few miles further again. the thought of us and there were a bunch of motorists running towards us, babbles that we should go with them. martin kilometers made them a new price offer up to these dangers. Both our drivers rejected from the course and drove us at last to Kampot. then it silently and without muggen because Martin was furious and made where the understandable .. Kampot
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we went from having a shared taxi to another 110km sinahoukville where we are in now. It was blatant! we went to ninth in a toyota the size of a Passat or Vectra .. (Fahrrersitz 2 of them on!) Front five behind fourth.
we got a first impression of Cambodia: gagged pigs are the first in the posterior trunk of a normal car and put the street full of drool!
sense in this - It's all Juti!
martin and Chrissi:)
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