When monkeys attack.

Hi,

I’m just going to write a quick post this week as it has been so long since we last let you know how things were going. I think Garlen has given up on the web site as he is embarrassed about breaking yet another pair of sun glasses, although I have now lost my first pair, so I can’t take the mickey as much as I would like.

Anyway, in Saigon we; watched France lose to Italy, which was quite funny as we were in a bar full of French people, went to see more Viet Cong tunnels and went to a war museum where they had lots of graphic photos of blown up people and even two conjoined twins in a jar, victims of Agent Orange. We then traveled up the Mekong Delta pretending we were from Apocalypse Now, well I did at least.

Next, it was off to Cambodia, home of the Khmer Rouge, where we continued to depress ourselves by visiting the killing fields. The kindly people of Cambodia had built a massive glass tower and put all the skulls and rags of clothing in it, so we didn’t have to wander around the fields looking for them. Then, ironically, we went to a shooting range and fired an AK47, but it wasn’t that ironic as the people massacred at the killing fields were beaten to death. Oh, on a lighter note we could have fired a rocket launcher at a cow, but they wanted 200 dollars for that and that wasn’t including the cow, so we gave it a miss (excuse the pun). Next, it was off to a School, but this is Cambodia so it wasn’t to see orphans at work, no, it was to see a display on how the K.R had turned the school into a prison/torture chamber, aren’t they sweet.

We then went to see the much over rated Angkor Wat, it’s supposed to be as amazing as the temples in Peru, but we were bored after one sunset and a sunrise. Actually, to be fair they were quite special esp. the one where they filmed Tomb Raider, which was still covered in massive tree roots and the one with all the massive faces carved into it was quite cool as well.

We then got a bus along the worse stretch of road in the world to Thailand and continued to depress ourselves by visiting the bridge over the River Kwai (the greatest pub quiz team in history) and taking a walk along death railway (named because of the amount of people that died building it), we also went to a museum and read facts about how badly the P.O.W were treated… fun, fun, fun. While we were there though we got to stroke tigers and visit a monkey school, which Garlen found funny because he wouldn’t go near the monkeys so our drunk guide insisted every time that they should climb over or I would say attack me. I got scratched by one so I may have Rabies, we did get to meet a talented Monkey called Monkey Jordan that could slam dunk and also read numbers.

Anyway, take care, Damo P.S we ate dog in Vietnam, it wasn’t very nice.