After a relatively sober night, Emanuel and I decided to do a thorough daylight exploration of the city before our friend Stephanie arrived in town in the afternoon (god knows when, we though, considering she got a ticket via the unreliable Sorya company, and it was the holiday so there’d be all manner of stops). The park near the hotel was pretty awesome and featured Hanuman in a coral-like color with some kind of apsara fish creature.
The same park also included a semi-decayed sculpture of nationalistic children.
And even further in the park, a strange Alice In Wonderland animal congregation, which we couldn’t decipher . . .
We could take pictures with the animals though.
Nearby, a life-size porcelain (?) dog sitting on a ledge:
Boy collection featured lovely tshirts but, of course, none were the right size for me:
There was a strange presence of black cats in town, and this was the first I saw, at Wat Sangker:
One of the reoccurring images throughout the pagodas we visited in Battambang was the (female Buddha?) character holding her hair downwards. . . .
Wat Sangker was a quiet but peaceful and beautiful place.
Though I did not get a picture of him, the second “absurd character” of this trip was a boy on a bike, wearing red lipstick, who would ride around making kissing noises at us. He only did this when we were walking separately at different spaces (taking pictures) and he never said any words. We thought he was either a gay prostitute and/or deranged. Also deranged, the advertisement below:
The semi-beautiful, semi-disgusting Sangker river:
“Open” and “unlimited forever” and yet $12:
Actually, you can see the kissy boy in his green hat riding back towards the pagoda in this picture:
Another of the many unique statues in town, the Naga for Peace and Development sits near the river on the Western side, just south of the main business district:
A disheveled park, but a park nonetheless:
The water center of Battambang:
A dinosaur statue?
And a gorilla statue:
Another black cat:
More crude mannequins:
“Tap tap the CC powder”:
Emanuel’s Lonely Planet guide led us to this vegetarian Khmer joint:
I got the load noodle:
We ate Chinese-style pastries:
“Come at Me Bro”:
Is it the specialist who is diabetic?
More mysterious art in the distance: