Today we wandered off to Anchor Wat. An amazing place made more interesting by our guide Narum who has suddenly come to life He grew up in a Village that was located where the car park for Anchor War is now, and talked about playing in the ruins and growing rice and feeding his buffalo in the moat, and also seeing several people blown up by land mine that had been placed throughout the ruins. Anchor Wat was impressive, a vast temple complex with terrific Carvings telling the Hindu story. Lots of Dancing Ladies and of course the Gods. Although its origins were Hindu It became a Buddhist Temple and every eight days they close the top floor so that the Monks can worship there. We had a great wander taking interesting photos. Narum took some great group photos that i am hoping i can attach to this email.
At 12 minutes past 12 on the 12 of the 12 I was watching Buddhist Monks chanting in front of Anchor Wat. What were you doing?
Narum showed bullet holes from the fighting between the Vietnam soldiers and the Cambodian. He had friends who
served on both sides, as the armies raided for volunteers in the village and if you didn't look excited you would be shot. He talked about not having enough food to eat, 25 grains of rice supplemented by crickets Ants and any thing else he could scrounge. When the Vietnamese were around they could not fish as the fish was only the Army were allowed the fish. This was not much different to when the Kumear Rouge were in Power but the Kymer were far more Random. When Anchor Wat got World heritage listing the Village was forcibly removed and they received a small area of land in Siem Reap. They had to Physically remove their house and set it up in Town.
After lunch we went to the farthest flung Temple to see some more ruins, this was a fun place as we scrambled all around the Temple peering into nooks and crevices. It was great fun! Back to Anchor Wat to see the sun set. This was really beautiful as it lit up Anchor Wat and it glowed.
Out for dinner and a show of Cambodian Dancing it was good to see these dances again, apparently one of the Royal Dancers survived Pol Pot and has passed on what she remembers.