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issue 54 - AsiaLIFE Magazine

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Photos by Claire Jowell<br />

Desperate to get away from the backpacker scene on a trip across the border to<br />

Cambodia, Claire Jowell finds some peaceful bliss on Koh Rong Island.<br />

For pearly white beaches and<br />

warm calm seas, most travellers<br />

seem to flock to Thailand or<br />

to Vietnam’s Phu Quoc island,<br />

yet little is ever mentioned<br />

about Cambodia’s scatter of<br />

tropical islands. On a recent<br />

trip to Angkor Wat I decided<br />

I needed some serious beach<br />

time and stumbled across one<br />

of Cambodia’s best-kept secrets<br />

(for now).<br />

Most of those who have<br />

been based in Saigon a while,<br />

us self-proclaimed ‘locals’,<br />

prefer to disassociate ourselves<br />

from the scruffy, bangle-laden<br />

backpackers on Pham Ngu Lao<br />

Street — although many of us<br />

were once avid participants of<br />

this group (and have several<br />

pairs of Thai pants in the back<br />

of the wardrobe). When sitting<br />

at one of my favourite cheap<br />

and cheerfuls on Bui Vien Street<br />

I make a concerted effort not to<br />

be mistaken as a tourist. I pull<br />

out all the Vietnamese gestures<br />

and expressions I know and<br />

nod and smile with authority<br />

in the direction of the Aussies<br />

on my left, discussing which<br />

countries they’ve ‘done’ (a term<br />

I well and truly hate). But the<br />

truth is, as soon as I clambered<br />

onto the early bus from Bui<br />

Vien to Phnom Penh I reverted<br />

to my traveller ‘comfortable<br />

pants-beats-sophistication’<br />

attitude.<br />

I ended up ‘doing’ Cambodia.<br />

With all good intentions<br />

of venturing off the common<br />

tourist track, I initially ended<br />

up following it exactly, as so<br />

often happens. As we arrived<br />

down south, however, having<br />

been very unimpressed with<br />

Sihanoukvilles’s happenings,<br />

I finally managed to stray<br />

away from the gappies and<br />

their neon tops and achieve a<br />

little more than just ‘doing’ the<br />

south. We booked a boat with<br />

The Dive Shop to Koh Rong,<br />

knowing little about the island<br />

apart from the fact it had a<br />

dive shop and was three hours<br />

away. At 10am the next day we<br />

approached the landmass, and<br />

it was breathtaking. A pristine<br />

stretch of beach lay ahead of us<br />

only interrupted by a hammock<br />

or two, a handful of foreigners,<br />

and a few carefree children<br />

enjoying the soft sand. Eager to<br />

get involved in the frolicking,<br />

we dumped our bags at the<br />

nearest (and cheapest) room<br />

and hit the beach.<br />

Koh Rong is the largest of<br />

Cambodia’s islands in the Gulf<br />

of Thailand. With 43 kilometres<br />

of beaches, it is largely uninhabited<br />

other than four tiny<br />

villages and a scatter of guesthouses<br />

and bungalows, mostly<br />

foreign-owned. Apart from<br />

long, unspoiled beaches and a<br />

few small wooden structures<br />

the island is a wild and fantastic<br />

jungle. There is no electricity<br />

and, even on the main beach<br />

where we stayed, very few<br />

sounds interrupted our day,<br />

except the children playing in<br />

the water and the water buffalo<br />

carting loads of timber along<br />

the beach. The guesthouses<br />

turn their generators on for a<br />

few hours each evening and<br />

the beach is lit up by scattered<br />

lights marking small gatherings<br />

of people drinking cocktails or<br />

Angkor beers and eating fresh<br />

barbecued seafood at the two<br />

main restaurant bars. Zero<br />

pretence, and zero pressure.<br />

One might even fancy a wallow<br />

with the phosphorescent<br />

plankton that shimmers around<br />

you when you swim in the<br />

ocean at night after devouring a<br />

barbecued crab.<br />

Our few days there consisted<br />

primarily of reading, eating<br />

and drinking. We did, however,<br />

take ourselves off on a jungle<br />

exploration and walked across<br />

the island to an even longer<br />

stretch of sand, where there<br />

was not a soul in sight. The<br />

bungalows on that side of the<br />

mountain are closed in low<br />

season. It was one of those days<br />

where no conversation was<br />

needed, and all communication<br />

between my friend and me<br />

consisted of a few “wows” and<br />

photographs.<br />

There are currently no roads<br />

on the island, although one is<br />

in the process of being built.<br />

And like the age-old story in<br />

Asia, this situation shall be<br />

short-lived, as a 99-year lease<br />

was granted to a development<br />

group to transform the island<br />

into a luxury resort destination.<br />

The island will be developed<br />

over 20 years and phase one<br />

will include two spa resorts, a<br />

beach club, five restaurants and<br />

a lagoon, equipped with an airport,<br />

port roads, power, water<br />

and telecommunications.<br />

So the bottom line is Koh<br />

Rong is currently a slice of raw<br />

paradise, but go now. Soon it is<br />

sure to be on the hot and heavy<br />

tourist route with bars booming<br />

cheesy pop songs. So I ‘did’<br />

Koh Rong before they ‘did’ and<br />

it was magnificent.<br />

asialife HCMC 39

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