Tag: my travel stories

‘Happy Valentine’s Day Payel!’

It’s been two years and still she never forgets to wish me on this day particularly. Being remembered by someone who-doesn’t-need-to, hits the pink bubble of joy in my heart and I’m blushing bright tangerine (I can go crimson but it will still show bronze on my cheek bones!).

I did mention in one of my earlier post that how elated I was for my visit to Otres village. But once I landed in Cambodia, tourists were so crestfallen about Sihanoukville being the entire place completely under some ‘crazy’ construction. Whoever was travelling from south to north of Cambodia would recommend, the tourists moving the opposite direction, to avert Sihanoukville. The absurdity here was, sir Google didn’t have any such update fed to him on this, hence his followers worldwide didn’t have any idea about all these heavy work going on in a city before arriving in Cambodia. Above all these, it was beyond conceiving the idea of what a ‘crazy’ construction could be until one would be a real time bystander to it!

Does travel plan go wrong at times? Well it can’t be never! Even after checking all information, gallery, real time reviews and ratings, have you faced your chosen stay not to be up to That mark? I don’t want to get into the count for myself. Something exactly had happened at Munroe Island, and having just few more days left for my paid leaves, my greed to spend happier moments were overpowering my agonizing perturbation.

Remember that Group tour I went for in Siem Reap?? That alarm jerking me up at the witching hour, then zooming around the hotel room to get ready as soon as possible, going for this sunrise tour of Angkor Wat, meeting so many young tourists in the group and blah blah blah… You got that right? If you haven’t.. Hey! Don’t complain to me!

I am once again going to go back to that trip, because I purposely had skipped an interesting information of that day. Think it to be a faulty technique to repeat the same contents in a different way, but certain incidents in life demand that extra- garish golden spotlight.

Otres was that one place I was highly looking forward to for my trip to Cambodia. Known for it’s stunning and beautiful beaches, I was so excited for my stay in this village in Sihanoukville. Like few more times in the past, I got a bit of luck working, to book a small blue house for myself and guess what! The owners were two ladies! Now call it a coincidence or just a matter of luck, I was satisfied that the retrieval processor of my implicit memory is overworking at times.