Showing posts with label Cambodia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cambodia. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Cambodian Adventures

Despite my last post, not everything in Cambodia was depressing. Nor was it only temples. We did a few other activities in our time in Siem Reap and Phnom Penh. 

Cooking Class

We went to a lunch cooking class at a restaurant called "Le Tigre de Papier".  Before donning our attractive red hats and aprons, we went on a market tour where they showed us what the ingredients looked like in the market. Then we chopped veggies, smushed ingredients with a mortar and pestle, simmered and cooked and presented our food. We cut and folded bamboo leaves into bowls and designs (not my strong suit) and carved little birds and flowers out of carrots (also, not my strong suit). 


Rolling Spring Rolls
We each got to pick an individual appetizer and entree as well as a group dessert to make. I chose veggie fresh spring-rolls (simpler to make than I thought!) and Fish Amok (a delicious Cambodian non-spicy curry style dish made with coconut milk, Palm sugar, garlic, tamarind and a few other things I can't remember). For dessert we made Mango Sticky Rice (so so so so good).The meal turned out to be the best meal we are and we made it ourselves (sort of).


I made these!
Pub Street

There is an area near the night market in Siem Reap called Pub Street. Teaming with tourists and tuk tuks, it is a drunken loud mess of a neighbourhood. We didn't go too crazy but enjoyed some of the 50 cent happy hour beers (apparently happy hour ran from 4-11pm - ha! Should be a happy evening!). 


50 cent beers!
Phare Show

One evening we went to the Phare Show. It was an acrobatic, theatrical performance with a social message put on by a theatre school that teaches to disadvantaged street youth. It provides them with training so that they can earn a living as an artist. The show was called Sokha and it was about a young girls experience living through the Khmer Rouge era and learning to live again afterwards. It was based on one of the founders of the school's life. It was really really good. Not only could you understand the plot without needing words (they used an interesting plot device with an artist doing live painting to indicate time changes) but the acrobatics were amazing too! A must see with a worthy cause if you visit Siem Reap. 

Seeing Hands Massage

I have never had a massage before. So why not have my first one be a socially responsible one? This organization trains people with vision impairments in massage and at $5/hr, Simon, Karen and I went for it. It was a modest room but we could do three people at once. It was pretty good! I have nothin to compare it to but I felt great afterwards!


...and it WAS very good!
Pool Time!

One evening in Phnom Penh, we were feeling particularly grimy and hot. A fancy hotel at the end of our street had a rooftop pool and a deal that if you paid $4, you could go swimming and get a free beer! So we jumped on in (literally). It was relaxing and nice. Great way to unwind at the end of a long day. :)

Next stop, Ho Chi Minh City and Vietnam!

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

A Dark History of Cambodia

In my travels, I have had the opportunity to visit sites of extreme human atrocities. I have been to the Holocaust Museum in Berlin, Auschwitz in Poland, and the Terror Hanza in Budapest. Each has left a profound impact on me, both from a modern history student standpoint and a personal, emotional one. Visiting Auschwitz was one of the most powerful and impressionable experiences I have ever had. Today, I will add the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum and the Choeung Ek Memorial (the Killing Fields) in Cambodia to that list.

* I only took two photos during this visit. They are both at the entrances to the complexes. I did not feel comfortable taking photos in a place where so many people were killed. *

To give you some context, the Khmer Rouge were a communist revolutionary force that rose to power in 1975. Their leader, Pol Pot, wanted to radically revolutionize the nation by creating an "equalized" agricultural working class. To obtain this ideal society, he forcibly relocated everyone from the cities to the countryside and turned them into  slave labourers. Those who he deemed intellectuals, CIA/KGB spies, foreigners or even people with "soft hands and glasses" became enemies of the new regime and were tortured and killed. In their three year reign, it is believed that about 1.7 million Cambodians perished in this political genocide. 

We started off at the Tuol Sleng museum. This building complex used to be a high school before the Khmer Rouge took over the country. After, it turned into "Security Prison 21" or S-21, the largest torture and detention centre in the country. We didn't hire a guide and instead just walked through the buildings, reading the sparse signs and taking it all in. 

The entrance to Tuol Sleng museum
One building housed the torture cells, where all that remains were rusted beds and shackles with a picture of what the Vietnamese saw when they arrived (often a mutilated dead body on or beside the bed). The next building was one where they would hold mass amounts of people, upwards of 30 or 40 until there were rooms in cells for them. Now, it was filled with haunting photographs of the victims. They stare at you, young/old, male/female as you walk up and down the rooms. I found that to be very emotional. Each face is a different story and each face was systematically murdered only 40 years ago. In one room, they put stories to the names and included the biographies and "confessions" (often forced and untrue after torture) of the victims. The hardest one to read was of a 20 year old boy who had worked on a farm and was accused of stealing rice rations. He maintained his innocence throughout his confession. 

The next two buildings housed the cells, first brick ones and then wooden ones. There were barbed wire on the balconies so no one could throw themselves off the building and commit suicide. I actually started to have a bit of a panic attack in the wooden one hallway and had to leave. I felt very claustrophobic and way too empathetic. It was easy to imagine how horrible it must have been to stay there.

Out of approximately 17,000 prisoners in this detention centre, only seven survived. Of those seven, two were at the end of the museum. They had written books and posed for photographs. While I didn't buy a book or take a photo, when I waked by the less busy man, I gave him a polite head nod. He acknowledge and nodded back. Sometimes words can't be said. Sometimes nothing should be said.

After the prisoners time at Tuol Sleng, they were transported 17 km to Choeung Ek. They were told they were just being transferred to a different building, unbeknownst that they were being driven to a killing field. During the Khmer Rouge, there were numerous killing fields and mass graves across Cambodia. The Cambodian government decided to turn Choeung Ek into a memorial dedicated to all of them. That was next on our list.

At the entrance, there is a large Hindu stupa where you go to pay your respects.  Inside were the exhumed remains of 8,895 bodies they had recovered from the mass graves. They were arranged tastefully but honestly. They grouped different types of bones together on different platforms, indicated ages and genders on skulls and how they were killed. Some may think this morbid, but the memorial centre believes that we owe it to the victims to tell how they died. I agree. I mean, isn't that kind of why we have obituaries? 

The Stupa at Choeung Ek
For this memorial, we were given helpful audio guides. The difference between the Cambodia n killing fields and the concentration camps of WWII is that they didn't burn the bodies. Instead, they were thrown into mass graves. As you walk around the paths, you often step on or view bits of bone (I walked over a bit of a femur I think) and cloth that have been stuck on roots and are slowly being eroded to visibility. That was pretty heavy. It wasn't everywhere, it wasn't like you were crunching bones as you walked. There was a ton of greenery and trees with just wisps of the past hidden here and there. One mass grave, I saw half of a jawbone with some teeth in it. There was a tree that they called the "killing tree", where they would smash babies into and then threw them into a pit with their deceased mothers. Even though the children were innocents, "to kill the grass, one must pull out the root" they believed. No child would come back seeking revenge. Freaking heavy stuff.

As I walked around and listened to different stories and testimonies, one in particular stood out. It was called the "Magic Tree". It would hold giant speakers that played revolutionary anthems or songs to drown out the sounds of mass murder. They played a snippet of a song along with the sound of a generator and said "this is what the victims would have heard before they were killed". Looking around and listening to that sound made you feel like you were there.

The part that made me really angry during this tour is the fact that the four highest ranking Khmer Rouge leaders are still alive and only went on trial by tribunal in 2007. Pol Pot died in 1998 without any justice other than house arrest in the last year of his life. They are in their 80s now. The first case brought to trial judged Comrade Duch, leader of S21. He admitted guilt and was sentenced to life imprisonment. He's 72. The other cases are awaiting verdicts while some of the defendants dying in that time or becoming unfit to stand trial because of dementia. It seems incredibly frustrating to me. They got to live comfortable lives for 30 years.

As you read this, you probably felt uncomfortable or unsettled and you should be. I was when I visited it. The Vietnamese were when they liberated them. The survivors were when they found out what happened to their families. Yet, it's an important uncomfortableness.  I believe that by witnessing sites of atrocities, it will force us to confront the worst of humanity and help create a better society in the future. Yes, it may be wishful thinking, but maybe if everyone in the world was forced to confront these issues of genocide and murder, maybe it'd change some things. Obviously, the writer George Satayna says it best with the famous quote: "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it". 

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Angor for Wat!

Think of Lil' John's "Turn down for what!" and substitute "Angor for Wat" and there's the theme song I had running through my head for the past three days in the amazing wonder of the world, Angor Wat. Thanks, Amy.

Angor Wat is actually only one specific temple in a massive temple complex in Siem Reap. Without going into much of a history lesson (as we didn't know much either), the temples of Angkor were built to honour ancient gods of the Hindu faith or of the "God-Kings" of ancient Cambodia. There are hundreds of temples which you can explore and we had a three day pass to do so.


Exploring the Temples of Angor
We decided to leave Angkor Wat until the end. It is the biggest and most famous and if we had seen it first we may have not been as impressed with the others. Instead, we started with the "big tour", named such for the fact that we saw about 6 temples and drove around in a tuk tuk to the great distances between them. At our first stop, Amy and I bought the tourist pants... Kinda like super thin, loose fitting, colourful hammer pants. I definitely got swindled with a two for $16 deal (which I had bargained down from $18) when we saw at the next temple they were selling them 2 for $5.  White people problems.  About an hour later, I found out how thin the material that the pants I bought were as they ripped right down the middle. Pretty awesome to have random Japanese tourists point at you and laugh...

We started off at the "funeral temple" in the blazing Cambodian sun. We climbed high, posed for pictures and marvelled at how impressive these buildings were. That's basically what we did for the next 5 temples too. We had lunch at a super touristy place (99% sure our tuk tuk driver gets a cut from the ppl there) where I had a delicious but expensive Khmer Curry at $5.50 US. Considering beer is $0.75 at our hostel and breakfast was a sizeable portion at $1.50, we may be a little spoiled there. 


The Fab Four
During our visit to Banteay Srei temple ("the ladies temple") we were introduced to the selling techniques the Cambodians employed to trap tourists. Basically, they send these cute kids to follow beside you saying more or less the same script where they half guilt, half pressure you into buying "10 postcards, $1. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5....". "Hey lady, got good price." For some reason, they seemed to flock to Simon, our 6ft2 tall ginger. ;)

On our second day of temples, we explored the "small circuit" of Angor Thom, with the highlights being Phimeanakas and Bayon. Angor Thom was the last and most enduring capital in the Khmer Empire. Phimeanakas was a "celestial temple" built at the end of the 10th century in a pyramid structure. It was a little scary climbing such steep steps to reach the top! Bayon was a temple built to honour the King Jayavarman VII and is comprised of 216 faces carved throughout its structure. Creepy and beautiful at the same time. I think Bayon was my favourite temple. 


The faces of Bayon Temple
The last highlight of day 2 of temple madness was Ta Prohm, aka the "tomb raider" temple (as scenes were filmed there). In most temples, the structures remain intact and unaffected by nature but in this temple, trees and nature have grown up surrounding and overpowering it. It's the definition of architectural ruins and quite impressive to behold.


Wanna raid some tombs?
That being said, the most impressive temple and most famous of them all is Angor Wat. We decided to heed the guidebooks and friend recommendations to view sunrise at Angor. If you know me well, you know that I am not a morning person. Nevertheless, I woke up at 4:30 and tuk-tuked over for the 6:30 sunrise. We had some cloud coverage so it wasn't a picture-perfect view but it was still worth it. After the sunrise and a snack, we explored Angor Wat in more detail.


Sunrise at Angor Wat
It's huge. Not area wise (Angor Thom had more temples) but in height. It's crazy to think of how they got the sandstone from 50miles upstream (still a mystery), let alone build it without concrete or any modern building tools. We climbed to the top of the middle tower (? I like to call them acorns) and had a great view of the surrounding area.

After three days of temples, I can say I'm officially templed-out. I understand why it's placed on the  UNESCO World Heritage list. I'm so glad I've been blessed to be able to witness it in person.

Angor for Wat!