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Expat in Asia – Cambodian Tales – Part 8

Talking of ins and outs pets, I have to mention one of our recently departed guests. Now I'm not one to gossip but honestly pets you've never seen such a parade of boys coming and going in your life. I mean he probably had more boys in his room than the hours he spent staying here. Every time I looked up, there was a different, gorgeous young Khmer boy either on his way in or on his way out. If only I'd put money on Viagra shares I'd probably be a millionaire!

Written by Richard – Siem Reap – Cambodia

 

Welcome back darling viewers.  I’m sitting here in 38 degree heat melting but determined not to let my fabulous fans down.  It’s been scorching here in the Kingdom of Wonder for the past few weeks and it’s nearly impossible to find either the energy or motivation to do anything.  Thank goodness for G & T which has been my main source of sustenance and cooling tonic over the past few weeks – not only does it help prevent malaria but it definitely has a refreshing and cooling effect.

So pet’s I’m in one of those love / hate Cambodia moods at present.  After almost 7 months of no rain and the past 3 months with temperatures soaring daily, you get to a point where you are just fagged out.  Who’d of thought that moi would ever be all fagged out? Thankfully, despite the heat, I get my daily dose of eye candy which keeps me going and promising myself that I need to get out of the rut and back into a rut, if you know what I mean pets.

It’s funny though.  No matter where you are in the world you eventually find yourself in a routine and even if there are dozens of options you find yourself trapped by your own lethargy.  Thankfully I’ve realized that I’m beginning to fall into that rut and it’s time to pull myself out of it.

So I did.  It worked out fabulously all around.  My 'occasional Khmer boy', the one who was working in Thailand and who I have mentioned before as 'the only straight in the village' (which proved to be untrue much to my delight) had only just returned from a stint of work in Phnom Penh and was looking for a job.  On top of that his family (who he has supported for the last 6 years) were telling him he couldn't stay with them for much longer as he wasn't earning money.

There’s all sorts of positive things happening around me and of course wherever I look dozens and dozens of gorgeous boys.  If only it wasn’t so god dammed hot I’d be running rampant.  As much as I enjoy hot, sweaty sex it’s not so much fun when you’re hot and sweaty before you even get back home with your trade.

Anyhoo we are absolutely thrilled that after 18 months of living next door to noise and filth that our neighbours finally kicked all 3 tenants out and it looks like we are going to finally have decent neighbours.  The moto wash has been removed (along with the annoying noise of their pressure spray) and the cabinet makers have been kicked out (after not paying rent for 5 months).  Along with them has also gone the rubbish that has been accumulating for the past 18 months (since I last cleaned it and planted the bananas and bamboo to hide the mess) and we are happily watching the new tenants clear and prepare the building to turn it into a restaurant.  The picture shows just how much rubbish we were living next to – along with about 300 giant rats.

As I write I am now happily watching 3 cute young labourers starting to remove the unsightly blue tin shed that was the cabinet makers workshop.  I’ve got everything crossed that the new restaurant will be done in the best possible taste!  Honestly pets, anything would be better than the ugly and dirty sight we have had to put up with.

My ongoing beef with the street food stalls and their rubbish has been largely accomplished in a positive way.  It took a lot of posting and complaining before the authorities and private rubbish company stepped in and finally started collecting the rubbish on a daily basis.  As a compromise I am providing the stall holders with large garbage bags so they can collectively deposit their rubbish in securely each night and have collected daily.

The ‘season’ is well and truly over.  Not just at River Queen but all over town.  May and September are always the quietest months but this year it seems that it will be the quietest we have had since arriving 4 years ago.  Suddenly everyone is starting advertising campaigns and for the first time ever there seems to be a general consensus that we need to advertise collectively and promote not just ourselves but the fabulous offerings of Temple Town.  Of course darlings, I’ve been way ahead of the times as always. and now half the town is on our doorstep wanting my opinion on how to push Temple Town as more than a stopover for Angkor Watt.

Yesterday we had two French ex-pats come over and ask for my help on their idea of setting up a ‘Gay Guide to Siem Reap’.  It was quite flattering, as I have only met them socially on a few occasions but they realized that I have some good contacts plus a lot of knowledge of the ins and outs of Temple Town.  They are going to publish a pocket book guide, a Facebook page and a website.  It’s early days yet but you can check it out at http://www.siemreapgayguide.com.

Talking of ins and outs pets, I have to mention one of our recently departed guests.  Now I’m not one to gossip but honestly pets you’ve never seen such a parade of boys coming and going in your life.  I mean he probably had more boys in his room than the hours he spent staying here.  Every time I looked up, there was a different, gorgeous young Khmer boy either on his way in or on his way out.  If only I’d put money on Viagra shares I’d probably be a millionaire!

On the topic of guests, my partner and I have been helping one of our ex-guests who has taken over the management of a lovely hotel which was being run into the ground by not only the old manager, but also the Khmer staff working there.
He has moved over here from Pattaya and stayed with us for 6 weeks before getting this job offer.  Not knowing anyone here he came to us for advice.

So we visited and were absolutely horrified to see a really lovely hotel with no guests, staff who obviously hadn’t done a day’s work in weeks, and who were unable to even speak English.  Out of 16 rooms, all of which had been vacant for over a fortnight, not one room was ready for guests.  Beds were unmade, the rooms were dusty and the bathrooms were starting to grow mould.  I took one look and said pet, I said love, I said pet, you need to sack everyone of them and let me find you someone competent and willing to work.

So I did.  It worked out fabulously all around.  My ‘occasional Khmer boy’, the one who was working in Thailand and who I have mentioned before as ‘the only straight in the village’ (which proved to be untrue much to my delight) had only just returned from a stint of work in Phnom Penh and was looking for a job.  On top of that his family (who he has supported for the last 6 years) were telling him he couldn’t stay with them for much longer as he wasn’t earning money.

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Anyhoo, I rang him and he was thrilled.  He now has a great job with great pay, plus food and accommodation and our friend has been able to re-open the hotel and already has paying guests.  As a thank you my partner and I have been offered a night’s stay (hopefully in separate rooms) with free dinner and drinks and the chance to unwind in the gorgeous swimming pool.  I’m planning to unwind with my friend as it’s been too long and he owes me one.

Even though it’s quiet things are happening all over town.  Temple Town is soon to get it’s first cinema complex (just down the road from us) and almost opposite they are building a new Ibis Hotel complex.  It looks like it’s going to be a biggy as they have spent the past 3 months preparing the foundations.  Lot’s of hot boys on the work site and all very friendly.  I have to walk past them every afternoon with the dogs and it’s almost embarrassing as they wave and whistle at me – obviously they all have very good taste pets.

On the darker side we just had the week from hell.  Reasons to hate Cambodia – nobody has a f*cking clue!! Seriously though poppets we were all sent an official notice from the electric company (written in Khmer ) notifying us that various parts of the town would be without electricity between 8am and 5pm on the 7th & 8th of May (this was verified by numerous locals).

Happy that they had announced an upgrade to the system we were all content to put up with the power outages – even if the temperatures were hitting 40 degrees.  On the morning of the 5th our Locals & Expats Facebook page started getting bombed with questions about who had or didn’t have electricity as apparently half the town got switched off at 8am.

We were lucky enough to have power until 3pm.  So I sat sitting in the searing heat, patiently waiting for 5pm assuming that the power would be back as promised (even if it wasn’t the right date).  As we had guests returning I got my manager to ring the electric company at 4pm who assured us that ‘they were replacing a transformer’ and that the ‘power would be back on within the hour’.

At 5.30 pm we rang again. This time we were told that there was a fault in the line but they were fixing it and it would be back by 6pm.  At 6.20pm we rang again and this time my partner got to speak to a supervisor who spoke English and who assured us that power would be restored by 7pm.  At 7.15 we rang again and were told that ‘they didn’t know where the line was broken and couldn’t tell us how long it would be before we got power’!

In between we had a huge thunderstorm, temporarily reducing the heat, but once over the humidity soared and we were all sitting in the dark with sweat pouring off us and being attacked by mosquitoes.  At 8pm we headed out to dinner only to find the whole town blacked out and the few restaurants with generators packed to overflowing.

Thankfully we went to Viva and the owner gave us a private table, generally reserved for hotel guests, which didn’t have power but they provided candles so we were able to enjoy a nice romantic meal even if we couldn’t really see what we were eating.

We eventually got power restored around 9.30pm only to have it go off again around 3am in the morning for a couple of hours.  The following day, unlike most of the town our power stayed on.  So, the fool that I am, went upstairs at 7pm and started cooking dinner.  Luckily we have a gas burner but I was also cooking chips (how suburban pets) in the electric oven.  With the chips half cooked, BANG! the power went off again.  So there I am with 2 out of 3 parts of dinner cooked and no idea when the power will return.  After 15 minutes I rang my partner and said you might as well come upstairs and we can eat what’s there.  Again a lovely romantic candle lit dinner even if the plates were half empty.  We got power back at around 9pm and thankfully it hasn’t been off since.

My partner left this morning for Phnom Penh as he has to get some documents stamped by the Australian Embassy.  He isn’t sure if he will stay one or two nights so I’m planning to have a night on the town tonight, as I’m sure he will be staying only one night.

It’s been ages since I’ve had a romp and kicked my heels up so I’m really looking forward to it.

In the meantime I’m working extra hard to finish a backlog of accounts, have the staff give our apartment a spring clean, and make a few changes around the place so it looks like I haven’t been slacking.

So on that note pets I have to zoom and get the party started.  Until next time (definitely with juicy details of my big night out) stay fabulous and be glamorous.

 

 

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