When I think of the temples of Angkor, I don’t think of Angkor Wat standing majestically against the stormy dark sky, although it was an impressive sight to behold.
Angkor Wat
I remember the moments of peace and quiet, away from the crowds, gazing up at the weird and wonderful carved stone faces of Bayon…
Temple of Bayon
… and exploring dark mysterious chambers with my best friend and travel buddy.
I remember climbing impossibly steep stone steps…
… and even more precarious descents, covering every inch of the ancient ruins.
The astonishing Ta Prohm reminded me that even these mighty monuments bowed to the great force of nature, as the forest slowly reclaimed its territory.
Ta Prohm
Catching glimpses of Angkor Wat between the trees…
… and from the air in a tethered ballon…
… left me with much more than the image of the giant religious monument in my mind. The powerful symbol of Angkor Wat simply acts as a reminder of our epic adventure exploring this sprawling treasure trove of ruins in the jungle.
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