After a stint in Phnom Penh, what better way to round off the holiday with my big sister than a few days at the seaside!? So with bags packed and craving air-con, we headed to Sihanoukville for the weekend with Elizabeth and Michael. The plan was to get there in time to see the sunset whilst sipping cocktails and eating freshly caught seafood on the beach and we remained optimistic about this plan as we drove towards a very grey looking sky.
To continue our luck with capturing beautifully coloured skies on camera there was of course no sunset to be seen. BUT, we did manage to: drink a large measure of gin, spend over $10 on chocolate, laugh at Michael for trying to use his room key to open the car door, laugh harder at Michael for locking the car keys in the boot of the car (although we promptly stopped laughing when we realised the chocolate was also still inside!), eat a delicious Japanese meal and meet a dog called Nigel! So despite the lack of pink and orange hues on the horizon (again!), the evening was not without entertainment.
The fun continued on Saturday, as did the crap beach weather, and in the confusion of being on a beautiful white sandy beach in the pouring rain, I unwittingly agreed to undergo the torturous treatment of having my leg and eyebrow hair plucked out by a twisted piece of string in a process called threading. I found out the correct term for this hair removal technique from Ruth after asking her "what was that string torture called?". (Initially she thought I was referring to the blind busker who'd just passed by minutes earlier creating noise with an unrecognisable stringed instrument.) As I writhed on my sun lounger in pain all in the name of beauty, Ruth giggled her way through a massage on her sun lounger - it's supposed to be relaxing Ruth!
We gave the sunset and cocktails a final chance before deciding whether we were jinxed and, not impressed but not surprised, we watched another dismally cloudy sky grow inevitably darker but enjoyed the cocktails anyway!
And that was the end of our holiday. The end of Ruth's visit. We said our goodbyes the following morning as I boarded a boat to Koh Kong and she headed back to Phnom Penh.
Goodbye Ruth!!
To continue our luck with capturing beautifully coloured skies on camera there was of course no sunset to be seen. BUT, we did manage to: drink a large measure of gin, spend over $10 on chocolate, laugh at Michael for trying to use his room key to open the car door, laugh harder at Michael for locking the car keys in the boot of the car (although we promptly stopped laughing when we realised the chocolate was also still inside!), eat a delicious Japanese meal and meet a dog called Nigel! So despite the lack of pink and orange hues on the horizon (again!), the evening was not without entertainment.
The fun continued on Saturday, as did the crap beach weather, and in the confusion of being on a beautiful white sandy beach in the pouring rain, I unwittingly agreed to undergo the torturous treatment of having my leg and eyebrow hair plucked out by a twisted piece of string in a process called threading. I found out the correct term for this hair removal technique from Ruth after asking her "what was that string torture called?". (Initially she thought I was referring to the blind busker who'd just passed by minutes earlier creating noise with an unrecognisable stringed instrument.) As I writhed on my sun lounger in pain all in the name of beauty, Ruth giggled her way through a massage on her sun lounger - it's supposed to be relaxing Ruth!
We gave the sunset and cocktails a final chance before deciding whether we were jinxed and, not impressed but not surprised, we watched another dismally cloudy sky grow inevitably darker but enjoyed the cocktails anyway!
And that was the end of our holiday. The end of Ruth's visit. We said our goodbyes the following morning as I boarded a boat to Koh Kong and she headed back to Phnom Penh.
Goodbye Ruth!!
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