Siem Reap, the tourist capitol of Cambodia is most likely also the swankiest. We stayed in the nicest room of our entire trip and enjoyed, almost, daily massages. After a long bus ride into the city, we ventured out only to get stopped shortly at the spectacle of the fish massage. It touted feet "softer then a babies bottom", so of course we were game. What they didn't tell us was the uncontrollable ticklishness. But the fish were hungry for our filthy American feet and very shortly after we became the spectacle as well.
We visited the local market, where a part of me always wishes we had a Minneapolis equivalent, while the other part says thank goodness for USDA.
Such lovely shades of lime.
Fried silkworms. I was too much of a chicken to try.
One evening we saw a traditional Apsara show at Apsara Theater. The picture doesn't do the dexterity of her extraordinary hands.
Josh and I also took a cooking class. We made a Banana Flower Salad, a tapioca and sweet potato pudding and Fish Amok (the most famous Cambodian dish). Neither of us knew you could eat the banana flower. Turns out with a bit of work, you can eat the very middle, which we sliced thinly into our salad.
Stirring the curry paste into a sauce.
We lunched al fresco at this swanky restaurant, mostly so I could sit amongst hanging vines and flowers. I suppose one of the perks of living in a tropical environment are the self sustaining orchids and tillandsias.
Some days, it was nice to just sit back and watch life zoom by. The streets are infinitely more interesting then what I see on a day to day basis.