An Oasis In A Connected World
Twenties tones sweeten the evening air surrounding the Two Moon Hotel restaurant. Amok and Anchor set the pace for a relaxing stay in this sleepy town at the base of Bokor National Park, The Hill as it’s locally known. Retired teachers, WAYWARD Dutchmen and renegade backpackers gel together with A glue long forgotten in the BUSTLING cities of the West....
The morning brings with it a cacophony of tired engine splutters as eager adventurers mount their cheap steeds and head off into early morning mists.
It’s only just light but the beer still flows in the local bar, music spilling out across the neighborhood un-apologetically. Ex-rockers, aging hippies, millionaires and wannabe gangsters hug the bar to refill their glasses and tell tall stories to friends old and new alike. As stories go, you can’t get much taller. Vintage guitars are tonight’s topic as a once superstar drummer-turned-guitar-mechanic recounts his hedonistic history of stardom to eager ears and full glasses. Retiring to my 8 dollar room at the Two Moons Lodge next door I can still hear the gentle laughter and gasps, the clinking of glass on wood and catch a faint smell of sticky sweet bud in the air.
A small table-fan bolted to the wall provides mild relief from the heavy summer night-sweats, Geckos chat happily all night long about the latest gossip from Kampot as the local dog pack digs up a freshly preened garden.
This place is untouched by commercial tourism but with cruise ships on the horizon and Casinos are on The Hill, an apocalypse is coming.
Barnaby Jaco Skinner
Full time photographer & publications specialist
I’m a professional photographer and artist. I’ve worked and lived around the world, spending most of my adult life on the run from conformity and routine; it’s a lifestyle that lends itself well to exploring this vast Earth we call home. This virtual place is home to some of my latest work and acts as a portal for business and workshop clients.