The afternoon was dedicated to visiting temples. Savy related so much information that most of it transited my cranium without encountering a single synapse. I'm going to have to rely on the "always accurate" Wikipedia and Google to fill in the large number of blanks. (I also forgot to bring along the moleskin notebook I use to take notes at these times. I got to using the Notes function of my iPhone while in Peru, but that information flow was more spread out temporally.)
The first temple complex was Ta Prohm Like all the temples in the area, the entries are crowded with vendor stalls looking to sell souvenirs to the tourists. Some of the peddlers are quite persistent and it sometimes took several "no, thank you"s to get them to move on. I'm going to leave the main narrative to the photos, although there was a bride and groom with a photographer and attendants taking wedding photos among the ruins. I even took a few myself. We entered the east side of Ta Prohm and exited the west and its village of vendors.
We drove by the Ta Keo temple, stopping only for photographs from a distance.
Map from a sign at the welcome center; yellow highlights on the locations we visited this day and next.
I took this shot to juxtapose the yellow modern crane with the ancient columns and the tree in the background.
The third and final temple of the day was Angkor Thom. We walked through the east gate, and then up onto the wall on the south side of the portal. I found the four faces on the portal tower rather compelling. Because Angkor Thom is large (a 3 km/2 mile square complex — and I do mean square) there are no vendor stalls at these gates. we visited the Bayon temple and got a few snaps of orange-clad monks exiting the temple (with their iPads). What I hadn't expected where all the carved faces of the Buddha on the sides of the towers — reportedly 216 of them!
All the faces on those towers clearly mark the structure as a Buddhist temple. After making a circuit through the site, we stopped briefly at the Elephant Terrace (did you know that Laos was known as the Land of a Million Elephants?), and then proceeded back to the hotel. However, the bus got caught in festival traffic and most of the walkers hopped off with Savy and walked back to the hotel in order to be ready to go out to a demonstration of Cambodian arts and music. Jonathan had declared his lack of enthusiasm for the outing so we stayed on the bus with Tom and Carol until the bus was just to one side of our hotel. Hung then made the call to exit the bus and walk around the corner to the hotel entry.
The festival traffic was so thick that evening that we ended up having to walk to a rendezvous point to pick up the bus from the hotel, and later to the restaurant.
In the lobby of the resort, Alan pointed out that there were a couple of crocodiles in a plexiglass pen.