I caught a fish! The three of us start the day by heading out into the river on a canoe. It has water in it with live prawns (our bait) jumping at our asses the whole time. Rowing around reminds us of apocalypse now. It's awesome and the river is really quiet and peaceful. I'm pretty happy with myself having caught the only fish for the day using a mineral water bottle, a sinker and a hook as a rod. We gave the fish to the canoe hire lady who was really nice even though we couldn't communicate verbally. Sarrat says she'll cook it for dinner.
A lot of the people here fish and farm to feed themselves and trade. We went to Sarrat's house and met his mum and dad. They have a rice field and lots of chickens. Also his girlfriend was there looking for him but Sarrat's mum doesn't want him hanging around with her. She's not so fond of her as it turns out.
Sarrat plays an old guitar that he hasn't been able to use as he doesn't know how to tune one. The machine heads are so rusty and the body is battered, the strings more rust than steel but I managed to do it and we took it to this hammock cafe on stilts to play while we had our Cambodian coffees.
We finally had Lok Lak for lunch, a Khmer favourite. Really good. A Chinese company purchased this part of the river to build a dam. We went up as far as we could to a security booth where the police guys there told us that foreigners are not allowed. No pictures either. Also there were a couple of machines guns on the wall, mounted. Don't see that everyday. So the three of us got back on Sarrat's motorcycle and headed to another 'bar' on stilts. That was amazing too. Now we're at the guesthouse contemplating dinner and cocktails of some variety.
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