Way to Phnom Penh // Droga do Phnom Penh

No useless babbling here… What I meet on the way is dust, towns, villages … and lots of friendly people, encouraging me to cycle harder with their smiles. The capital city itself greets me with a big fire, traffic chaos (it seems the city sprang out so fast that there was no time to built traffic lights!) and with my friends from Battambang who host me here, too.


Tutaj bez zbędnych opisów… Po drodze – kurz, miasta, miasteczka … i mnóstwo przyjaznych ludzi, uśmiechem zachęcających do wzmożonego wysiłku. A sama stolica wita mnie pożarem, chaosem komunikacyjnym (miasto nagle tak się rozrosło, że nie starczyło czasu na wybudowanie sygnalizacji świetlnej!) i … znajomymi z Battambang, którzy i w Phnom Penh mnie goszczą.


I tag along a group of artists, who organize workshops for kids…

Thailand… one more time (cycling from Bangkok to Cambodia). // Bangkok raz jeszcze… Rowerem z Bangkoku do Kambodży.

Assumption Cathedral, Bangkok // Katedra Wniebowstąpienia:

Lumpini Park, Bangkok

Chatuchak Market

Wang Saen Suk (Buddhist Hell // buddyjskie piekło)

Wat Sothon Wararam Worawihan (+the town of Chachoengsao)

In between // Pomiędzy

Khao Yai

Just a few snaps from the Khao Yai National Park (totally worth it! Especially when camping surrounded by Sambar deers with occasional small Indian Civet and porcupine running around; plus lots more if you venture deeper into the forest, preferably with a guide) + few other spots that I visited and re-visited in Thailand.


Parę fotek z Parku Narodowego Khao Yai (polecam! Niezapomniane wrażenia z noclegu pod namiotem w otoczeniu jeleni oraz przebiegających tu i ówdzie wiwer malajskich i jeżozwierzy; a oprócz tego, całe mnóstwo zwierzaków ukrytych w lesie, po którym chętnie oprowadzą Was przewodnicy) a także z paru innych miejscówek, które odwiedziłem podczas kolejnej wycieczki po Tajlandii.

A short stay in the capital city of Xinjiang province. Though long enough to discover an intriguing lodging option – „Da He” – a big public bath house, where for the price of 39 yuan (+ getting naked in front of other bathers) you can bathe as much as you want, eat, play video games, ping-pong, get a massage (you have to pay extra), and sleep on one of the many couches.

I also checked out a couple of parks and the picturesque Uighur ghetto with its bazaars, dining places, guys pulling snakes out of their suitcases and with strong Chinese military presence, especially after dark.


Krótki przystanek w stolicy Xinjiangu. Podczas pobytu zdążyłem jednak odkryć dość oryginalną opcję noclegową, a mianowicie „Da He” czyli wielki kompleks łaźniowy, w którym za cenę 39 yuanów (i obnażenia się przed setką zdziwionych Chińczyków) można do woli się kąpać, a po kąpieli najeść się, pograć w gry wideo,…

Street art

Shanghai is stunning with its dimensions, noise, density of everything and everybody… There is no free space to be found, no matter day or night. Even when you take the last subway you cannot just sigh and sink into your own thoughts. You have to think collectively here, immersing yourself into the stream of people flowing one way or the other. One of the most amazing things is the lack of accidents between the participants of the traffic, even though nobody respects traffic signs or regulations – bicycles and scooters dash through the pavement and cars hardly ever respect the red light. I kind of tried to collide with cyclists and motorcyclists rushing through MY pavement. And I almost got it, it’s just that the very last moment they twist and dodge like some evil snake – they don’t even touch you and there is no way you can let go of your frustration. You can only…

Before I actually get to Shanghai I visit Zhenjiang (check the previous post), the town that I could call my hometown with so many friends living there. It’s just that Chinese home towns are better not to be left alone for more than a month, otherwise you might feel lost when you get back there. The places I was filming in 2010 have got all covered with skyscrapers, some boroughs have been demolished, others built anew… Luckily nothing has changed about Fei and his family – Auntie “Eat a little more” is still in good shape, Uncle Big Belly is still trying to convince me into drinking a few and Fei is still the same loony artist, with his head covered with more tangled hair than before. I arrive in Zhenjiang for a job interview (the whole job thing will eventually not work out but that’s ok) and I could not even dream of a better timing. Picture…