Mondulkri means the middle of somewhere, perhaps more fittingly would be the middle of nowhere, but then again nowhere often denotes a lack of attractions, which is exactly the opposite of Mondulkiri. Right now I am sitting beside a waterfall after a quick walk in, it was only about 1½ hours. We started out just walking up little hills through dry, arid planes but we eventually ended up in a dense jungle, descending to the waterfall that I am now sitting at. During the rainy season the whole mountain side becomes a bright green– just like Sa Pa. I am trekking with this guy Robert, from Belgium, whom I met on the bus here and we have becoming traveling buddies for the next few days. We have two local guides with us who are showing us around the hills of Mondulkiri. Both of our guides know almost no English. One of them adds "I don't know" to the end of every sentence. Rice wine, I don't know. You, I don't know. Here, I don't know. Elephant, I don't know. Eat, I don't know. You get the picture?
dry fields |
And then waterfalls! |
Last night I had the yummiest dinner, a thick soup with vegetables and jack fruit in it. After hanging out for a little bit and meeting some new people, I returned to my little bungalow and passed out. It felt so, so, so good to sleep in the cool brisk air with the relaxing sounds of a rural area around me, mostly birds and a breeze. This village is minuscule. It consists of only one road, it is fantastic.
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