13,260 km so far.
A decision has been made that affects you, dear reader. We have decided to spend two more days in paradise, which means another couple of days delay before we can upload blogs. Of course, by the time you read this, all of that will be moot.
When we met the couple back in Phnom Pehn, who recommended Koh Ta Kiev to us, they told us the island is ridiculously laid back, with no vehicles, no running water, pocketed with private beaches, and hardly any people. It sounded too good to be true. We have discovered that here, on Ta Kiev, it is indeed true.
It seems strange to me that on the island there is a beach called Naked Beach, because basically every beach is a naked beach if you wish it to be so. Still, we wanted to do something today, so we set out to find it.
After a winding few kilometres of jungle path, we stepped out onto a kilometre-long white sand beach.
The sea is clear and warm, without any rocks for pesky sea urchins to attach themselves to.
It is beautiful.
The sun rises on this perfect beach, but incredibly, so far no hotels have been built on it. Maybe that’s what makes it ‘Naked.’
Not even a lone bungalow blights this beautiful sandy crescent.
The only thing to spoil it is the garbage from around the Gulf that has washed up on its shore. There are water bottles from Thailand, M150 energy drink bottles, lots of beer bottles, and vegetable oil containers. You could easily fill a large skip with all the garbage on this beach.
At least if this island is developed, that is one improvement that will be made. There will probably be several Khmer employed just to keep the beach spotless. Unfortunately they will most likely just make a garbage pyre and burn it right here on the island, since proper facilities for recycling and disposal do not exist.
Khmer people siesta very well. They can often be found in the hammock, sleeping, daydreaming, or watching their children play. We see people relaxing in hammocks everywhere: in the shade underneath homes; between the wheels of a broken down big-rig at the side of the road; strung up next to a boat’s engine; strung between trees; and hung in seaside bungalows.
We did our best impression of the Khmer siesta this afternoon, and spent the rest of the day lounging.
With the blog several days behind we have spent some of our beach time writing about days gone by. We have both completed our own blogs now, and this afternoon’s project is to edit the backlog of each others’ posts.
See what we do for you, dear readers? You’re welcome. ♥