Kampot is a beautiful chilled out river side town.
One of the main tourist attractions has been Bokor Hill station.
The station is on Bokor mountain (funnily enough).
It is basically a ghost town which hasn't been inhabited since the 70's.
At the moment they are building a new road up the side of the mountain with plans to redevelop the station.
There is an old palace there - the former weekend pad of King Sihanouk.
There is a once plush, now ruined hotel and Casino
(Soon to be renovated back to 5 star luxury in 1920's style).
There is also a church and a water tower that really does look like a UFO.
The trip involves a short drive up to the ranger station at the foot of the mountain.
Then the ranger takes you half way up and you trek for an hour before reaching the 'black palace'.
Me being me, I was totally unprepared for the trek (the tour tout said - "its a little steep, mostly flat").
After a fourty minute trek (read stumble for Jen) through 'dense', rugged, rocky and STEEP jungle.
We emerged onto the new road and I walked straight into freshly churned up, calf deep orange mud.
Cursing like a trooper (maybe our guide still hasn't recovered from my language) I took another step into an even deeper bit. Gav had to pull me out (he cursed a fair bit too) (and he washed my sandals for me).
The rest of the hike involved me slipping around on my squishy muddied tevas while we got further and further behind the rest of the group (no they didn't wait!)
Typing this four days later my toe nails are still orange!
It was so worth it tho. The deserted town is completely unique (we think).
The whole place is covered in furry flouro orange litchen.
(I hope thats not whats growing on my toe nails.)
The place really is super spooky.
This feeling of eerieness is added to by the knowledge that the holes in some of the buildings are from bullets where the Vienamese and Khmer Rouge had a shoot out.
The owner of our guest house told us that they used to have raves up here, until two body guards fell out and it ended nasty.
Part of the trip was to a waterfall (called Popokivil) which was sadly blighted by foamy stuff.
This didn't put me off washing my feet here tho!!!!