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Batman Seen Driving An Audi In Siem Reap

Thursday, April 11th, 2013

Fading sunlight struggles to drown out the streetlights that start to appear one by one in the Pub Street district of Siem Reap.

The tired haggling enterprenuers in the Old Market wind down from another day of trying to tempt tourists to buy another must have trinket.  Horse hagglers needing some vocal reconditioning before setting up stall to do it all again tomorrow.

Our vantage point, a sidewalk table at Café Le Grande, is a perfect place to sit back, relax and soak up the sights and sounds in the French quarter of town.

It's Batman

“Hey, how you doin?. Good to see you again”.  A truth is being spoken this time.  It’s Batman – and he’s driving a freakin’ Audi!

Batman’s pearly white teeth almost blind us when his strolls up to greet us at our table.  “Good to see you again!” we reply.  We met Batman, a proud young Tuk Tuk driver, last night on our way back to the hotel.  Impressed by his dazzling Tuk Tuk, logoed with Batman icons, we couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with him.

Despite his polite offers to take us anywhere for a dollar we order another glass of very good red.  We might need a Tuk Tuk at this rate!

Euro Style

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“Hey! Great To See You Again”

Saturday, April 6th, 2013

Parry, parry, thrust.  Parry, parry, thrust.  Riposte.  Riposte.  Fencing?  Here in Cambodia?  Well, quite possibly and it was a French enclave was it not?  It was but we are not fencing, we are crossing the road.  It just feels like fencing but without the swords.  Phew…. we survived that now, let’s look for some photo opportunities.

“Hey great to see you again!!”  I look at The Princess and she at me.   “Do we know this guy?”  “Have you been here before and not told me?”  No… it is just one of the many friendly ways of being greeted by a local here in Phnom Penh.

The beaming smile of the young entreprenre in front of us is infections.  “Where you go?” “You want Tuk Tuk?”  I point to my feet one at a time and say to him: “No thanks, I have Tuk Tuk.  This one is Tuk and this one is Tuk”.  He laughs and laughs. His grasp of English is very good!

Our new best friend, despite being told that we don’t require his services, continues to walk with us and offer us a variety of other services…. maps, tour guide, DVD’s, food, drink, you name it.

After repeated “no thank you’s” I finally get it.  We’re now fencing!  Parry, parry, riposte.

And I thought it was only crossing the road where our agility was required.

Tuk Tuk

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