Angkor Wat is widely believed to be the biggest religious structure in the world. It was constructed some time in the 12th century to honour the Hindu deity Vishnu.
The cheesy sunrise shot.
The cheesy tourist shot. Who wears matching orange? If we had a mobile we would have rung the fashion police.
Vishnu and his rebuilt arms.
Claire, our guide, Jo, Dan, and Jason posing in front of Angkor. The main temple is around 250m square and is surrounded 190m wide that forms a giant rectangle measuring 1.5km by 1.3km. The scale is mind-boggling.
This little fella had a big set of teeth and took a bit of a fancy to Claire.
Jo, Claire and Dan look dumbstruck by just how long our guide can talk about the 800m long bas-reliefs of Angkor.
He goes on for so long we started looking for the bullet holes left over the Vietnamese occupation just to break the monotony of the beauty.
Apsara dancers are everywhere.
Many suffer from the curious phenomenon of black shiny breasts even though they are made of stone. After seeing a few men casually rub them on the way past we soon realised why. Human skin oil is lubing these ladies!
A local man invites Claire to beat her chest in a room resulting in a echo that bounced around the room and back to her body. Jason thinks she will be a Cambodian Candid Camera episode as the dumb blonde punching herself.
As sunset approaches monks wander around looking very introspective (as monks do).
The orange does go well with the sandstone.
As we leave, thrown out before sunset, the monks return smiling and happy in the knowledge that they are the only ones who see sunset from within the walls of Angkor as all the plebs get chucked out.
