Pedal power

Today started like any other, an early start with a long awaited day ahead. We Guzzled down our cornflakes, gathered in the lobby and had the days plans explained to us all, a 20km bike ride, in which some were eager and some dreaded to endure. We piled into our tuk-tuks and headed to the river side where we greated by a tour guide in whom we all came to love. We were given our assigned bikes and set of on our short fairy trip across the river and soon began our bike ride.

 We ventured through dense tropical fruit farms and large open paddocks which reminded me of my home in the Northern Territory. We stopped at many spots along the way and got an insight into the Cambodian working class which included farming (particularly corn and tropical fruit) and the fine art of silk making and weaving. We soon found ourselves boarding yet another fairy which took us to an island in the middle of the river. We all continued on, hot, sweaty and uncomfortable until we arived at our main destination, were a long awaited lunch was prepaired for us, in which we all devoured in a matter if minutes.

When we returned to the hotel we washed the sweat of our skin and headed to the markets for some last minute shopping. This was followed by our last group dinner at the foreign correspondence club in which we all shared some good laughs and our most memeorable experinces over the past two weeks.

James Orum, Jabiru, Northern Territory.