The Daily Telegraph - Saturday - Travel
‘We shied away from eating a whole spider’
From acrobats and ancient cave temples to homestays and edible beetles, Harriet O’Brien looks beyond the marvels of Angkor Wat
Storm clouds were gathering over Angkor Wat. The temple looked eerily majestic, its five great towers spectacularly offset by a leaden sky. With palm trees swaying ominously around its base it seemed more brooding presence than building. Standing by the main entrance, I gazed spellbound as the heavens opened.
Angkor Wat is Cambodia’s go-to emblem; images of the temple are ubiquitous. But even the moodiest of photographs had not prepared me for the real thing. The world’s biggest religious structure, the temple covers 500 acres, making it nearly five times larger than the Vatican. Yet it is surprisingly intimate, with corridors of finely worked bas-reliefs carved in the 12th and 16th centuries – visions of heaven and hell, battle scenes with elephants, a rhino and more. And then there’s the building material, a type of sandstone that exudes light with compelling effect. I joined a throng of visitors surging towards the temple through the rain. Almost as one, we stopped abruptly as we reached the inner walls, unnerved by the grandeur and the portentous atmosphere.
What an overture. I had wanted to visit Cambodia for a long time. I was largely brought up in Asia and as a child in the Seventies I was mesmerised by stories that Indian, Burmese, Thai and Indonesian friends told me, of the gemlike loveliness of the country and then, of course, horrified by reports of the murderous rule of the Khmer Rouge.
More than 30 years after that regime was ousted, had the little nation been able to return to its idyllic state of former years? I wanted to get more of an inside perspective than many tours and even independent trips offer, so was pleased to come across Rickshaw Travel, which last year added Cambodia to its destinations. The company emphasises “real” travel and robust insight, its USP being that customers build their own itineraries from a choice of short, mostly adventurous, trips of two or so days that it has devised in each of its destinations. You might, for example, opt to travel from major landmarks to picturesque areas known principally to locals; you might juxtapose hotel comfort with a night or two with a local family. With my sister as spirited travelling companion, I was travelling north to south from ancient wonders to quiet coast.
Until about five years ago, most tourists to Cambodia came only to see Angkor Wat and some of the hundreds of other temples in the great Angkor complex. Now there’s increasing interest in what else the country offers. Government figures for last year suggest that, of the five million foreign visitors arriving over the 12-month period, half made a beeline to the Angkor sites only, the others travelled more broadly to include the capital, Phnom Penh, the coast and several rural areas.
We hit the high notes first. From a stylish little hotel in Cambodia’s second city, Siem Reap, we explored Angkor, marvelling not only at Angkor Wat but also at a mind-blowing Bayon temple, endowed with more than 200 gigantic faces of Avalokiteshvara bodhisattva – a Buddhist figure emanating compassion. We visited Ta Prohm, a 12th-century temple engulfed by vegetation, and we went to smaller sites where we were the only visitors; at Baksei Chamkrong, a serene 10th-century Hindu temple, we felt a world apart from the razzmatazz of the large, celebrated landmarks.
We took in contemporary culture, too. Acrobatics are staged nightly by the remarkable Phare circus, run by a charity that rescues street children and trains many of them in the performing arts. Our show was edge-of-the-seat stuff partly because of the soaring feats, partly because there was a wobble here, a juggling ball dropped there, raw details that brought home how difficult many of the acts are. The charity was set up by nine former Cambodian refugees who fled to Thailand in the 1970s to escape the brutal rule of the Khmer Rouge and who returned after its fall in 1979, determined to help rebuild their country.
Our driver took up the topic of the Khmer Rouge the next morning. Cambodia is still so wounded by their cruelty, he told us, it will take several more generations before the country recovers. Like many other young Cambodians we met, he seemed almost a trauma victim himself as he talked about how his parents and grandparents had suffered. He was so impassioned he nearly missed our final turning.
We were heading to Tonle Sap, the largest lake in south-east Asia. At its north-west end, an area of floating communities and villages on stilts has become a popular destination for day