mickan in world

So, unlike ourselves we find ourselves still living beach life in Sihanoukville. It's so hard to leave this place! Regularly you think; ah, no matter, I'll come back one day. But that is not the case here. This little wonderful pearl does only exist right here and now. Already you can see the skelettons of huge hotel complexes towering up over the white sand beaches. In a year or to this will be a charter paradise; but not my paradise. The days of calm and low scale, inexpensive business will be over. There will be no vendors selling lobsters on the beach (10 for 2 dollar) or bbqing squid on home made clay pots. The fishing villages will have surrended to golf courses and the people will be hotel staff, not farmers of fishermen.
It has already started, and I griev it thoroughly. At the same time I am grateful I got to see this place before it's too late.

Some people would say Sihanoukville is developing. I'm not so sure. Like the king who is the town namesake I hope it will retake the thone and develop in a way that is profitable for it's people. We will see in a year or two...

Tomorrow we are off anyway. We stop in Phnom Pehn over night and continue on to Ho Chi Minh City on Sunday. I can't wait to get back to Vietnam!

Furthermore we are both alive and well..

Keep your heads cool. Don't eat yellow snow.
Love Mickan