Schnooky Schnooky Schnookyville

Bangkok, Thailand

Whilst in Phnom Penh we decided to treat ourselves to a couple of days at a Paradise beach resort that someone had described to us as, "party, party, party." Known as Sihanoukville to everyone else, due to our obsession with funny sounding words this quickly became 'Schnooky, Schnooky Schnookyville.' Our excitement was soon dampened by a black sky and a relentless rainstorm. We decided to cure our disappointment with a night out on the town and headed to Utopia, a notorious backpacker club.

Party outfits in Shinoukville

However we pulled up, complete with party outfits in the form of multi-coloured ponchos and found the entire strip shut down and deserted due to the storm. Unable to face defeat we instructed our motorcycle drivers to take us to "a bar, any bar." However, not even we could look on the brightside when upon entering 'Freedom' we were confronted by a mass of sex tourists and prostitutes. Somewhat despondent a bottle of whisky was quickly purchased and magically transformed the potential failed night into an unexpected success. Accompanied by two new friends we had previously dismissed as sex tourists (much to their offence) we found ourselves upstairs taking over the prostitutes' lair and spent the rest of the night perfecting the age-old art of pole dancing.

Murph and Ryan enjoying a pole

Erin getting involved with a pole

The crew in the prostitutes lair

The rain continued to pour and thus we gave up on the sun and headed back to Phnom Penh with new friends a plenty.
Our rave reviews of 'The Heart of Darkness' quickly enticed the rest of the crew to sample the delights for themselves and much fun was had by all.

Dr Dan, Murph and Patrick in the Heart of Darkness

So your regular travelling companions, Ralph and Hughie, have achieved further milestones for east-west cultural relations then! You should have loaned those ponchos to hostel owners and their family members when you first moved in!

The Weasel is home - yeah! and I expect will comment shortly.

F O'D

written by Father O'Doode on May 30, 2006

Hi EP and fellow "pickled liver travellers" have just sat and wet myself (no not literally) reading your travel log you all seem to be having a fantastic time, I Hope your dad does'nt get stopped when he travels to meet up with you, as I am led to believe he will have a selection of ladies underware in his posession may be even a large black bra! . Granny and Grandad Wisbech sends their love, I will print a copy of your blog for them to read. I look forward to reading your next installment happy travelling. Love Sarah

written by sarah farrell on May 30, 2006

Hey, just a minute, has Tay been trying to teach that guy on the pole how to do "duck face"? I need to point out:
a) it's a poor imitation, and
b) I demand a royalty payment, for unauthorised performance of "df"!

F O'D

written by Father O'Doode on June 8, 2006

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