Tuesday, December 11, 2007

~ Apologize ~


I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say..
That it's too late to apologize, it's too late ...I said it's too late to apologize,
it's too late
I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
(But that's nothing new)
Yeah yeah
I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say Sorry like the Angel Heaven let me think was you,
But I'm afraid
It's too late to apologize, it's too late ...I said it's too late to apologize,
it's too late
Woahooo woah

It's too late to apologize, it's too late I said it's too late to apologize,
it's too late ... I said it's too late to apologize,
yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah
I'm holding your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground...

Royal Palace on weekend-

another visit of the day- on the weekend. Royal Palace-
this building is one of others inside the Palace- which I couldnt determine the name of it - sowry, i do. Oh yeah, there's this big difference on the ticket issue, mannn ....
1000 riels only for local, while foreigners got to pay6 bucks!!!

well, wasnt much things to see- in my opinion... compare to what i've seen back in BKK several months back-
therefore, add you some pict taken from site & some additional details of it. Enjoy!
stretch of historical stories along the wall-
from beginning of history 'til being apply nowadays- gotta get tour guide to explain you the whole story ...

the strecth was quite long too, took you from one side of the entrance to another entrance.

painted along the wall-


love this pict, guys-

rows of sitting sculptures ... looks great! and the monks, also-
resting under trees, while sun hitting you so bad ...

we too, it was damn hot & tiring for walking under hot sun .. so we take bit rest, near the blessed one! huahahahaha...







Monday, December 10, 2007

Toul Sleng Museum (part 02)

to be continued ...

as u seen here, this one is the wooden version of cells- they got doors for each, but still the same system with chains and metal box to dispose daily needs-

i felt creppier in here, rather inside the brick side. place seems more secluded and being haunted with sudden attack if one of the ghosts will come out.
well, it just my imagination- such a chick..

each rooms are divided into many cells (applied to both case: brick & wood), while each rooms that contains many cells being related each other in small hole on the wall-

outside rooms, you'll find that whole building being fence with wiring (in sharp edges?!). They said to hold prisoners from suicide and of course from escaping. But i doubt if any of them can escape or even will try too escape- there's no where to run. The whole place is being ruled by Pol Pot- where could they run to? ....

at the end of journey- i saw another tools, they used to torture-
prisoner being hang upside down with this schooll equipment (it was used to be schooll bfore PP take over the place) then after they unconsious, they'll be dump into a pot- which contains dispose items (smells very bad- i'm sure) so, keeps them awake - in order to continue interrogation.


closing up the stories- here we are, at the end of our journey to re-gain memories how cruel time was to Khmer people.

Toul Sleng Museum (part 01)


Remembering Pol Pot Regime's history .. such a terrible & haunted feelin- I got.
Each time passing by, places where tragedy happened- gives me a creep, just by the look of it. But, this time- I brave myself, with all curiosity of what actually the feelin of it inside. .. so, here I am - inside Toul Sleng .. place where thousand of people being slaughter and tortured, from immoral people.
By just looking at picture of all prisoners, they display inside- i have this depressed emotion, how could someone faith be so dramatic. From good life with their family, just suddenly like that being dragged into misserable situation-

Faces lost blend into desperate soul-

Paintings describe lots of horrible activities Pol Pot did to all this innocent people- seems out of my logic. Such a human being can do all this horrible tortured & psycho thinking. From 10rules, they proclaimed 'til condition of places where they provided for all prisoners- it just doesn't make any sense at all. But it did happen.

next paintings describe how all prisoners being held together with chain, and put in line, inside a room. I went to these rooms, still you can see mark of rusted chains for being there in a long horrible, pain time.

being chained, hand and legs - waiting when they'll be called, for torture and time to die ...



havent been in my life seing skull, except at lab when i was in high schooll.. this time will be different- there's bunch of skulls being kept inside, with detail information.
like this one, told that this skull/person, being tortured with long dull equipment, from top of the skull diagonaly to the neck- which cause sudden death. ... shit- this is damn horrible !!
how could in the world people does this?

there are 2 different kind for prisoner cells. Bricks and wood- they were seperated by floors. There are 3 different levels- which at the ground floor, people are being put together in big room.

as u see, inside they're being chained on their legs- and given a metal box, where they dispose all their needs.
one cell for each person, where they're dying inside-

Back Slidders


they came to rock Phnom Penh!
triple of Australian's guys, with cool accent & attitude .. playin blues music at FCC. A friend of mine introduce this band, playin on Saturday night- so I decided to have a look of them, since no plan for that night-
cool music and words being put into their songs- check out their website & listen their songs ...
3 personal for guitar (guy in white t-shirt) / harmonica (with the cap) / and drum (at back in black t-shirt) ...
they're good, man. Harmonica sound excellent, drummer also full of spirit, and guitar player good in singing- such a good team.
place was cramped with people, comin to check out the band- and some of band lovers.
familiar faces goin around, meet up old time friends- it was good night & good performance!!

" Best Friend "


passing by street- saw this gorgeous lookin 'best friend' ...
he just sittin there, quitly, watching cars passing by
called up his universal name ' doggie' .. just quick glance then he kept to his mind, watchin day goes by-
lookin for something, boy?