Phnom Penh sometimes gets skipped over too quickly in Cambodia, for me it was someplace new, exciting and a little bit frightening.
Once known as the loveliest French built city in this part of the world, now is one of the dirtiest cities I’ve been to. The first thing I’ve noticed was the numerous motorcycles on the road. It’s main form of transportation and cheapest. It’s likely to see three, four or more people on a motorcycle (in the picture below I caught six people). I thought it was madness. Cambodians seem like doctors, because many of them wear surgical masks while riding around town. With so much traffic air pollution is inevitable, mask wasn’t such a bad idea. I drove through Phnom Penh in a tuk-tuk, the air was heavy with heat, weighed down even further by the different smells.
Except the beautiful architecture, the tasty reminder of French colonization in Cambodia is the French bread baguette and is easy to find it all over the country.
I hope you like this little photo diary I put together to share my time adventuring through Phnom Penh. Let me know if you have visited Cambodia and how did you like it. If anyone has any feedback I’d be so appreciative to receive your comments and questions below.