I was told about this place by a few friends that I HAD to
go to Bamboo Island in Cambodia. What I didn’t know what that
it’s not advertised to tour companies to stay at so we didn’t exactly know how
to get there in the off-season. A lot of
people go there on the island hopping tours to stop at and have lunch on it’s
beautiful beach with calm, warm waters not knowing that you can actually stay
there and stay in some cottages on the other side of the island on the
beach. Since Damien and I didn’t know
that we could get their via the island’s cottages own boat for a lot less, after
a lot of hassle, we took the island hopping tour to drop us off there. Now, let’s talk about one crazy-ass boat
ride. Off-season is not meant to have
casual boat rides. With the storms
coming in and out, the ocean was CRAZY.
It’s not like we were in a little row boat, this thing could hold 30+
people, it was two stories, it should have taken those waves in stride. Well, the boat was riding parallel with the
waves so we were swaying side to side at over 45 degree angles where the water
came up to the edge of the boat about to spill in. Madness.
Several people got seasick and there were a few lucky of us that weren’t
hanging over the sides. Once we got to a
place where the water was calmer, many of us went swimming just to get off of
the boat and feel calm for a little while.
Afterwards, we did go to Bamboo Island for lunch where I ended up having
one of the best grilled fish I’ve ever had.
Afterwards, Damien and I stayed on the beach for about 4 days just
walking, swimming, reading, resting, petting the cat that wouldn’t leave the
bungalow, watching movies on our laptops, adding to the coral wind chimes at
the end of the beach where others had contributed their portion, laid in
hammocks, and I built a dream catcher out of things I found on the beach. Considering electricity is only available
from 6pm-12am, this place is meant for nothing but pure relaxation.
My one complaint that I shouldn’t even be complaining about
(that I NEVER thought I would complain about) is that the sound of pounding
waves became annoying to me. It’s not
like those nice, little, relaxation CD’s you can play softly in the background
as you fall asleep. This was the real
thing and it is LOUD. Crazy loud! I couldn’t sleep it was so loud and I just
wanted to turn the volume down or head back to the mountains.
Noise or not, it’s a gorgeous stay on a very remote island.
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An employee enjoying a swing at sunset |
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Flip flop hammock, just some of the flip flops found on the beach |
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Storm rolling in |