One of the hotel dogs who slept outside my room all night.
My little house at Kep Lodge, the one on the right.
A Kep crab boat seen through a restaurant.
Restaurant Row in Kep, water side.
Part of the crab boat fleet.
Crabs.
Poignant evidence remains of Pol Pot’s madness.
More evidence. I am sure these relics will be demolished soon as this region is developed.
Crab pots.
Inspecting the catch.
Preparing the catch. Mine was prepared with the local pepper. Delicious but finicky.
Restaurant Row in Kep, land side.
Back to the hotel, this is the driveway. Not exactly smooth, as I found out from the back of a motor scooter after accepting a ride.
Am glad you had an “Evie” Guard Dog all night.
Looks a very comfortable hotel. How near the sea are you?
Sophie here having had one bath.Doesn’t think she will have another one before going back to London this morning.
Lol Mother,Maurice and Sophie.
Now that I have had all the other photos of Kep I can see how near the sea you are. Maurice green with envy over the crab. It looks just the place for you to “cool out”.
Make the most of it.
Lol
Mother
Looks wonderful!
Love the little house!
A dog at last to keep you safe. Looks a lovely place away from the mad rush.