This time there are going to be pictures with a brief explanation, or just bollocks I feel like saying, so be warned, rather than a lot of text with a few pictures.
From the junction of Monivong Boulevard , a major North-South route in the city,with Confederation de la Russie looking towards the Central Market.
I then saw this monastery and so walked off the main road to look as it a bit more. Seeing the men in the orange shrouds begging from people every morning on my way to work I cannot but help think that maybe the Khmer Rouge were onto something when they outlawed Buddhism as a scourge on the poor, to whom they were always begging for money and food.
This was the street, next along from Monivong, full of life on Sunday afternoon rather than the traffic that blights the former:
And then between the two streets is the alley where real life takes place.
A view of the market from Kampuchea Krom, the road further west my workplace is on.
Oh dear what has happened to Liberty in Cambodia?
I just saw this truck of chaps in yellow costume passing, they seemed to have had a good time, or be on the way to one.
I fell in love with big things in Australia so here is a big guitar on a building just because that’s what it is.
I saw this building and loved it, feeling sure it must be a survivor of the French period, something tells me. In case you can’t see it because the light is behind the building, there are cocks on the corners, you can almost see the left one, who wouldn’t want a building with cocks on the corners eh? Sorry, had to say it, would have been left hanging otherwise;
And then the reason for walking down from the station, Wat Ko, about which a website says, “One of the city’s five original wats, established in the early 15th century. The main building was destroyed in the 1970s and rebuilt in the 90s. This pagoda has become a refuge for stray and abandoned house pets. If you want to adopt a cat, this is the place to come. Located in the heart of the city, on Monivong and Street 174.”
Then I took a wrong direction but was captivated by the deliveries being made to and from these matress shops. The left and right are receiving a delivery – you can see the left and the right has a rope dangling down to the orange felt on the right – and the middle one is taking them out of store and loading up a truck you can see in front of the tree. I could not get a picture of them all doing it at the same time, unfortunately.
Heading back my intended way I saw this which just grabbed my attention, people who know me will understand why, including pointing the Reading way…….
This one is just here for the over-the-topness of the metalwork. Oh for the drugs they consumed…….
Buddha anyone? Bit of room in your garden, fancy something a bit different? (Isn’t it just fabulous that the kid in the shop on the left is mirroring the Buddhas?)
This is Wat Sarawan, which is, according to a blogsite, “Said to be one of the five original pagodas in Phnom Penh,(Only the best ones are ed!) in common with the other ones there are few original buildings in the compound. The nearby Wat Ounalom was supposedly inaugurated in 1443, but there appear to be few if any buildings that are more than a century old, and most are far more modern. Wat Sarawan is remarkable in that it contains what are arguably the most ancient Buddhist scrolls in the country. Written on parchment, these religious texts tend to decay in the tropical climate and a great many were destroyed or lost during the tumultuous years of the past few decades.
One striking structure that remains on the site is a red brick tower that appears to be particularly ancient. The Serge Corrieras photograph of children playing in front of it in 1991 shows it looking on the verge of collapse. What is even more surprising is that in 2012 this building which was obviously refurbished in the subsequent years looks even older now. The colonial-style slatted windows are falling apart. As far as I know it is only about one hundred years old but one would be easily fooled into thinking it is much more ancient.” They seemed to have the builders in when I passed and, no madam, that is not a euphemism;
Then the National Museum which I really am looking forward to visiting when visitors start coming next year.
The back view of Wat Ounalom which I have written about before, when I didn’t know what it was, and then again, when I realised it was the headquarters of Buddhism in Cambodia. Anyway this is the view from the servants entrance. There were a lot of orange robes on drying rails.
Then it was what seemed an old market, Phsar Kandal and lots of chaps with these cycle tuk-tuks but it seems to be one of the few places to find them;
After which the exertions of the day, both mental writing the predecessor to this post, and the physical of walking around took their toll and I had to quit and was forced to find succour and a sundowner. Here ends a photo-tour of Phnom Penh.