Angkor Wat at sunrise! Although
came in the last few weeks no contribution from me, I've been back for quite some time in Mongolia. There are many erzaehlenswerte things happened, but I will limit my time in reporting something. In addition to the Moto Bike Tour in Cambodia I have a lot of rum was lazy, (which has been nice but I am not particularly interested) in Angkor Wat and drove to preh Vihear. Preh Vihear temple is a ruin similar to Angkor Wat. The crucial difference is that this is exactly on the border, and Thailand and Cambodia both claim ownership. After you initially patrolling together on the leash, but there were a few Schiesereien. Meanwhile, the whole region a military zone, temple and a UNESCO World Heritage Site by soldiers armed to the teeth camp. The landscape is flat on both sides of the border, but along the border is a narrow, steep mountain range. In the shallow area to Militaerbasen line up, the rain forest is cleared and the roads are probably the best Kambotschas (I assume to ensure the supplier). What is all this sounds very suspenseful, but it has to be very proved interesting walk. Tanks were unguarded, Panzerfaeuste and other available bullets were explained to us in detail. Of course, all the weapons were loaded and Thai people so we could also target. To put it in a nutshell: We were like a finger pressure to trigger from a war between Thailand and Cambodia. The irresponsibility and stupidity of the soldiers was just skuril funny and frightening at the same time. Explain we could only with the absence of education (all people who could read and write, were persecuted by the Khmer Rouge and killed) and pressed on by the French race theory (or "white" is like the ambassador of a foreign powerful countries treated) . Explain
My other days in Cambodia, I then spent Bach pain and many parties. Two days before my flight back I'm broken in Bangkok and then said goodbye to Frederick, I am very grateful and without whom I certainly not such a great time would have had in Cambodia. In Bangkok I had time to consider a day to both the tracks battles in recent months and to get a taste of the afterlife. While I was there only one day, the interesting Atmoshere the city has made me a very special Eindurck.
Destroyed shopping center in Bangkok
About Uzbekistan I went to Tel Aviv flown in probably the worst airplane in which I was allowed to take place before. Only half of the monitors were able to show a complete privacy screen, many warning lights were burned out and landing the flight attendants have been times for safety's sake the fuses removed during the emergency exits and demonstratively ready gestellt.Sichergelandet next we are anyway.
Gay Pride Parade in Tel Aviv
In Israel, I then greeted by a genius and the next days we used to in Israel, various small place to visit. Gay Pride Parade and the beach in Tel Aviv, in Haifa, etc. Volunteers! Genie also has bravely stood by my culture shock, me has suffered quite unprepared in the first "developed" country for more border months. In particular, the incredible prices that are so approximate international level, have me buried person in the first celebrations of my life style. What has become acceptable daily expenditure was suddenly unaffordable. Restaurant visits, as I can afford it several times woechendlich in Ulaanbaatar, were suddenly felt a cut in the meat of my account. Genie and I then decided to go to Jordan and to spend a few days. This also disappeared for a few days of European influence from my shoulders. We gemieten a car in Amman and the Dead Sea are, according to Petra, Wadi Rum and went to the Red Sea. In particular, the scenery along the Jordan Valley / Dead Sea / Wadi Araba was breathtaking, with its huge sand canyons. Not to my surprise, Petra was more than a boring ruin, but an impressive hidden among deep canyons ravaged city.
Petra
work after our return to Israel had genius, and I have spent my last day to pick up forgotten items and the Israeli-conflict palistinaensichen times to see up close.
Islamic graffiti in Jeruslaem
It began a journey home, which had in itself. By plane from Tel Aviv to Beijing with 15 hours Auffenthalt in Moscow. The latter felt as a result of terrorist loud announcements on the airport like a night in hell. In Beijing, I was able to find some sleep after a night bus to the border. There I was allowed to learn: There are no more train ticket to Ulaanbaatar. Luckily I was able to find a group that was traveling by car and passengers searched. It began a typical Mongolian journey. No sooner had we left the city, we have the first Ovoo (Cairns) is stopped and a bottle of vodka getrunken.Der driver was Of course, one of the party and for me was clear: I was back in Mongolia! This was followed by loud music, 3 hours enforced break due to a flat tire and a second bottle of vodka, we bought in one of two towns on the road. After 18 hours I was then moved in front of my apartment and was phychisch as physically at the end.
The journey is blessed with vodka. But when
Resume I must say the trip was truly worth it and made infinitely more fun. So Helping readers!
sunset and we still had not repaired the tire.
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