Not Quite the Weather I Had Expected – Cambodia blog entry #13

 That foggy, rainy, windy morning on Bokor Mountain in Cambodia, our next stop was the Le Bokor Palace. At one time, it had been an extravagant resort, a place for the wealthy French living in Cambodia to retreat from the heat.  

It looked totally abandoned that day, but reviews on line say it's been renovated and rooms are available for the night. K however said it is only available for outdoor events, and the back patios did look like they could accommodate a party. 

But not today!

Not sure I'd want to rent the grounds for a wedding and then have this kind of weather. Unless it was a themed wedding of “The Shining.” Yikes! 

And here’s the picture you may remember that I shared on Facebook back in September, so now you know the rest of the story. 

Well, you’ll know the entire rest of the story, if you click on this link for the history of this property. 

After we were turned into icicles from the rain, wind, and cold, we drove a short way to the abandoned catholic church. Soooo cool and eerie.

We were able to walk inside, wind blowing through the broken windows and rain dripping through the roof in places.

Just crazy and such a waste to be sitting decaying. The only furnishing was the altar, where people were still leaving flowers and such. 

Last miserable stop on the mountain was Wat Sampov Pram. 

The wind and rain and fog were now unrelenting. After climbing a flight of wet stairs, we checked out the two Buddhist temples. 

One thankfully had an overhang which gave Hippo a break. 

No break for my camera though. The moisture was starting to break its spirit just as the elements were doing to us. No matter how I tried to protect the lens and wipe it off when we sheltered in the car, the pictures it was taking started looking like nothing but the dense fog outside. Then the camera lens stopped closing altogether when I shut it off. I tried not to freak out. I had the camera on my phone and D was there taking all the same pictures anyway. 

I silently tucked the camera away, hoping for the best.

K offered to take us to Popokvil waterfall, but when he told us it was about a ten-minute walk from the car to the waterfall, it was immediately unanimous that we were happy just driving back to town. That is once we convinced our driver to turn off the AC.