Angkor Archaeological Park.

There is so much to tell about Angkor Wat, it’s four hundred square miles, the largest religious structure in the world, temple after temple, the huge crowds, the incredible heat, elephants (poor things), tuk tuks and more tuk tuks, beautiful ponds and moats, imposing gates, clouds of dust, market stalls and food booths, and of course the history. I am at a loss to know even where to start, so maybe I won’t. Type Angkor Wat into your favorite search engine and you can read about it for hours and hours, put far more eloquently than I can achieve.

That said I really was quite overwhelmed by the grandeur, the heart stopping moments at sunrise and sunset at Angkor Wat itself. The unexpected peace of sunrise at the lake, Sras Sarang where there only seven other tourists. The tranquility of Banteay Kdei, I didn’t even know it was there, hiding behind it’s gate adjacent to the lake. The imposing towers of Pre Rup and all those faces at Bayon. The spookiness of Ta Prohm with trees growing up and out of the walls. Other too. Too many to mention and anyway I have forgotten their names and my notes are a bit smudged, or is it my mind that is smudged. Lastly, the absolute horror story that was sunset at Phnom Bakheng.

Here then are some photos of my few days tuk tuking around the park, some with captions, some without. I think/hope they will speak for themselves. Lets see:

Sras Sarang.

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There were more children selling trinkets here than sunrise gazers.

There were more children selling trinkets here than sunrise gazers.

Bankeay Kdei.

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It's that man again!

It’s that man again!

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Pre Rup.

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I was quite charmed by the boy and his cows, at 6.00am.

I was quite charmed by the boy and his cows, at 6.00am.

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Angkor Wat.

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Sunrise.

Sunrise.

With the Lotus flowers.

With the Lotus flowers.

Lotus flowers.

Lotus flowers.

Sometimes it was not crowded at all.

Sometimes it was not crowded at all.

A bridge at the gateway.

A bridge at the gateway.

Bayon.

I left the visit to Bayon a bit late. The light had gone.

I left the visit to Bayon a bit late. The light had gone.

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Ta Prohm.

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Ta Prohm had these great walls. You know me and walls!

Ta Prohm had these great walls. You know me and walls!

Phnom Bakheng.

It was quite pleasant here for a little while.

It was quite pleasant here for a little while.

Then it wasn't. Truly the stuff of nightmares.

Then it wasn’t. Truly the stuff of nightmares.

Bizarrely, it was here that I saw my first ever drone. How odd.

Bizarrely, it was here that I saw my first ever drone. How odd.

I hope I have given you an idea of the splendor, the grandeur, the overall awesomeness.

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5 responses to “Angkor Archaeological Park.

  1. Stunning photos. Worth all of your efforts. I love those trees entangled in the structures.

  2. Marvellous photos, especially liked the one of you! M says you could have done that one at Stonehenge and saved the journey!! Am now going to look
    up all about Angkor.
    Mother

    • I hope you’re reading reinforced my comments.
      A truly amazing place.
      Hmm, I might mention to M that the last time I was at Stonehenge it was surrounded by barbed wire.
      Rather discouraging.

  3. Again – an amazing blog! And what fantastic photos. It is a very good one of you too. The temples are awe-inspiring, I agree with Jules regarding the entwined trees; i love to see Nature sharing a spectacle created by Man!

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