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Pirate books, such as this one, are readily available in Cambodia. In fact, most of the books are copies sold at reasonable prices. You can buy books from any tourist restaurant where young booksellers cruise with their baskets. Bookshops offer a wider selection, but it is useful to keep in mind that not all of the books with English titles are in English. For Cambodians, it seems to be trendy to have a foreign title together with Khmer content. Western, imported books cost dearly, often over ten times more than pirate books.

Lonely Planet

As said, we discovered recently an enhanced Cambodia Lonely Planet travel guide. In general, Lonely Planet guides are at their best when you check out the most recommended hotels, restaurants, and services, and then avoid them like the plague. All the recommended places and sites we have checked have had huge price hikes recently not to mention the service that suffers from serious attitude problems. There is overcharging, short-changing and arrogance. The LP recommendation seems to work everywhere in the world like a kiss of death. The following story is a pleasant and refreshing exception. We now let the book speak for itself. The first text below is about interacting with Cambodian people, "Hug 'em like Angelina", and the second about a newly discovered village of Krang, "a trophy desired by every adventure traveller in Cambodia" as the book describes it. It´s almost as crazy as Molvania. Enjoy!

Hug 'em like Angelina

"There's nothing like hugging poor people. Let's face it – Khmer Rouge, poverty, and all, Cambodians are quite a miserable lot. You can
make up for the injustices of history by walking up to them and hugging them, allowing yourself to be penetrated by the unmistakable
warmth of the satisfied vanity. Angelina does it and we all know Angelina is wonderful.

Upon arriving in Cambodia you must buy a fashionable Mao hat and a red khroma which you can wrap around your neck like a local. You
can then roam about the country with a grave face, blending in and lamenting the sufferings caused by the Khmer Rouge 30 years ago.
There's a hope though – in spite of all the sufferings Cambodian children do smile. (Lonely Planet 2007, Updated Edition, p. 43.)"

Krang and Phnum Chi

"Discovered by a group of New Zealand hikers in 2004, the wild village of Krang and the fascinating surroundings have already become
the trophy desired by every adventure traveller to Cambodia. Krang and Phnum Chi are only for the very adventurous and indeed no place
of comfort. But for those seeking adventure and the chance to feel like real explorers in a profoundly exotic world it's the place to go. (--)
Untouched by modern religions, the people around Phnom Chi have fused Angkorean theocracy with mysterious totemic beliefs and anthropomorphic deities. In the local pantheon the most powerful of spirits is the Tiger-God and legend has it that in every generation one man in the village must walk up Phnom Chi mountain in the company of a tiger to secure the well-being of this generation. In bad years, a woman is chose to kiss a King Cobra at he end of the rainy season secure protection for the village. Although locals may invite you to try, don't do it – please see highlighted box.

It's in your mask Krang Maiden carve beautiful masks to describe the features of the man they want to marry. The spirits then bring this man to them. This is a serious affair and these masks are objects of cult. As much as you would like one a souvenir please do not help yourself from the wall of the caves on the mountain.

A short walk around the village is a very rewarding experience with locals inviting you for tea or sharing with you a glass of kahiap – a
fearsome concoction made out of elephant milk and palm oil. Drink up without blinking as Krang people take offences seriously. Children
will follow you smiling and running around – as elsewhere in Cambodia, children are smiling and they love a good trick. Watch the sun
setting over the Phnum Chi mountain before indulging in a unique feast with the fun loving Krang people.

Hiking

Hiking around Phnom Chi is not for softies. Try to make arrangements beforehand and secure a guide from the village. Some of the
children are excellent guides and given their reduced needs make also for a bargain. Approach the mountain from the west and stay on
the path at all times. Hiking p the mountain is a whole day affair and visitors have been known for also spending the night at the top,
camping. Prepare well and carry provisions. Just before you reach the top look to your left and you will notice the entrance to the cave.
This is the cave where totems made out of precious stones have been buried for centuries and where maidens from the village still come
and hang the masks of their beloved. If you do enter the cave, keep respectful as this is a holy place for the Krang.

Sleeping

If sleeping in a hammock is not your thing, The Dreamtiger is the only place resembling a guesthouse in Krang. The very basic facilities
are however not the main reason to stay there – the main reason is Prak, the owner, Bigger than life and a gifted story teller, Prak has
learned his English working with the UNTAC in the early 90's. A defeated Khmer Rouge soldier who took refuge in Krang sometime in the
80's, Prak is a local activist and played a key role in demining the area around the village. On the wall behind him is a decoration
received personally by the king and he'll gladly tell you how he married a Krang woman who recognized him from her mask by the fierce
scar on his left cheek and the ritual battle tattoos on his neck and chest. If the Dreamtiger is full, you have to go local: put your hammock under any house in the village and Krank people will be honoured to host you. Alternatively you can bargain with the locals for a place in their chamkas.

Eating

Getting there and away

You'll need to organize a cross country motorbike or a jeep in Kompong Thom. Carry a compass and a mind for adventure. Like elsewhere in Cambodia, the road is nothing for inexperienced riders. Stay on the beaten path and do not venture off-road as there are still landmines in the area. From Kompong Thom drive north on road 64 you have two options of turning right heading east for the mountains. The first option is road 220 heading west in the village of Chey. This road will also bring you past a beautiful Temple – Samboour Prey Kuk. After Sampoy you need to watch out for a small dirt road turning right. Keep this road for about 66 km until the village of Svay Pak. From there you'll have 20 km of rough road through jungle heading due west to Krang. You'll know you're on the right road when you'll see the majestic Phnom Chi mountain in front of you. An alternative road heads west from road 64 in Sala Visa."(Ibid, p. 240-241.)

We want to thank Bayon Pearnik 1/2007 for unveiling this rare treasure.

During the last three years, we have plunged into this genre and seen that it does have some merit. Many travel writers live, at least during their travels, outside the boring Western, middle-class lifestyle. As it is very rare to stumble upon these lifestyle travelers on the road, books offer a way to reflect one's own experiences. Still, most of travel literature is far from interesting. The books are dead serious and the genre seems to offer the writers a stage for ego-tripping and pathos with strictly predefined patterns and plots.

Ego-tripping

A typical and an indeed tedious travel book tells about preparations, the travel itself, and after-travel experiences. To be interesting, or to sell in today's saturated book market, the destination has to be hyper-exotic. It is more than challenging to find any of the kind, as Discovery Channel and National Geographic have most probably been there already. A weird vehicle is a good way to stick out, but it has to be at least a Thor Heyerdahl's Kon-Tiki, a space craft, or even better if the traveler succeeds in shooting himself to the moon on a cannonball like Baron Von Münchhausen. The writer has to be, naturally, a world-famous celebrity or a cult figure like Che Guevara. Although I must say that it is almost comical that Guevara's book is called Motorcycle Diariesas this immortal hero crashed his motorbike right in the beginning of the trip and continued by hitchhiking and walking, By the way, did you know, that Che means "Hey you" in Argentinian Spanish? Ernesto "Che" Guevara got his nickname when he was repeating the word over and over to everybody.

Travel books tend to praise their objects so that pathos is one of the typical features of the genre. This is all the more so in books about third world countries, where writers try to understand their objects, those unfortunates, whose living standards are so low when observing them from the high and noble Western point of view. Writers boost their ego by telling about their charity work and donating their crumbs to crumbs. They leave extravagant tips or donate some, according to their standards, vitally important products to locals, like paper and pens, or their own books. Or then again, writers admire, with a guilty conscience, how locals are always so happy and smile even though they live in a house roofed with the sky. In these cases the travel literature functions according to its eternal ideals: the objects form a background against which writer can brighten up Western ideals. Locals are the indispensable Other, without which the superiority and benevolence of the Westerners would not show.

The third common feature of the genre is ego-tripping which seems to be hard to avoid, The writer is, after all, doing something that millions of people dream about, but only a few if any dare to realize. The narrator who is all the time boasting about how clever and bold he is, appears sympathetic only when the praise is taken to extremes. Travel books usually follow the golden mean and do not offer such examples, but if we broaden the scope, Friedrich Nietzsche's title "Why I'm so intelligent?" is truly brilliant. A self-ironic narrator also offers an ever-tempting reading experience, but it is as rare to find. A great and refreshing exception is Will Ferguson's book about his hitchhiking trip through Japan, where he takes the fun out of interpreting the role of a clown, which tourists are always playing in the eyes of local people.

Travel literature effects greatly on how travelers communicate with each other. The same ultra-positive mantras and Western arrogance disguised in benevolence are reflected in the way destinations and locals are perceived. We'll return to the subject later. Next a taste of the travel literature that we like: Travel Guide to Molvanîa and Will Ferguson's Hokkaido Highway Blues.

The book of Will Ferguson is more traditional, a so called real travel book. Ferguson hitchhikes through Japan following the blossoming of cherry trees. Ferguson's self-irony is tempting. For Japanese he represents yet another Gaijin-San, alien, who are amused by his incredible stupidity and clumsiness. One of the questions Japanese drivers most like to ask from Ferguson is: "Can you eat Japanese food?" Everybody also claims that the Japanese do not give lifts to hitchhikers. However, Ferguson's travels go on smoothly both on the road through the whole Japan. From time to time there are obviously copied reviews about some sights and Japan's history that made me jump over and look for the next ego-deflating part scenes.