Day Two.

Back on the Motos we headed out to Phnom Sapcon- a temple on the top of a large hill surrounded by a small village. After a sweaty walk to the top we saw the 'Killing Caves'. This was an area the Khmer Rouge would bring the people in order to kill them. Mony shared many stories about this time and of his own personal experiences. Every person you see here who are in their late twenties and onwards are survivors. Mony himself was separated from his parents during this time and like all the people, was forced to work all day in the beating sun on the fields. For this they received a tiny amount of rice gruel and some days there would be less food, depending on whether the Khmer Rouge had spent big on arms! He tried to visit his mum one day and on his return he was spotted as an enemy...he was eleven years old! They attempted to shell him but amazingly he survived and made it back to camp! He did not find his parents for twenty years and even now he sees them rarely as they live in Phnom Penh. His story reflects so many people's.


Day two begins.


Killing Cave. Here people were taken and hit over the head to then fall into the cave. Thousands of people were murdered here.


The shrine in the cave to bring peace to the victims.


Rainy season.

Two children wave to us as we pass on our motos.


View from the temple.

After this we took an alternative trip back to Battambang...on the bamboo train. Whilst waiting for the train to be erected we chatted to a cambodian man who had lived in London in the sixties and he could still remember his address. The bamboo train is used by locals ( and tourists like us! ). It runs along a railway line which was built by the French. Only one train travels along here a week. Yes, I checked that it wasn't this particular day but we did meet other people along the way!



Preparing the bamboo train.


Loading up.


Stephen's feet and the wind in his ...hair?


We met another train along the way and they kindly dismantled their train to then put it back together again after we had passed.


This boy made his jump into the water once we were as close as possible.


Mony, Kip, Stephen and Rebecca. We had an amazing two days out thanks to these two.