Ringing in 2015

A week before NYE, a last minute decision was made with 2 girls I met a few weeks ago to dive head first into the craziness that is Serendipity Beach in Sihanoukville. I was apprehensive about this trip since I had heard this beach is completely nuts on a regular basis let alone a big holiday.

While lounging on the beach the day of, we were invited to a pool party at a nearby hotel. Keeping with my newly found “why the hell not” attitude, we decided to check it out. I was immediately transported back to my Mexico spring break trip when I was 18. While floating around in the pool, I was fully entertained watching the drinking games and topless belly-flop competitions from a safe distance.

Later that night, the 3 of us ventured down to the beach where hundreds of people were milling about in and around the strip of bars. With each bar blasting their music, rowdy backpackers and constant fireworks going off (mostly) in one direction, it was a buzzing atmosphere. We had a blast walking along the beach and after a couple hours of dodging stray fireworks and ducking drunk Europeans, I was ready to retreat back to the hostel.

After 3 nights in a dorm with 6 bunk beds and live music sharing the building, we were more than ready to find quieter accommodations. After inquiring about a poster we saw on the wall, we found ourselves on a boat on our way to the secluded island of Koh Ta Kiev to stay at The Last Point. With no electricity or wifi this island is as peaceful as it gets. Although BK was along the same lines, we still had the comforts of toilet paper and running water courtesy of solar power. The huts were breezy and comfortable and you could hear the waves from your bed. To top it off, this place was extremely affordable starting from $4/night for a bed to $20/night for a bungalow.

The company was great and we enjoyed our evenings sitting around the bar with good food and conversation. It would have been nice to stick around for a couple more nights but I'm once again happy to return to the comforts of home.

People were walking around selling fireworks. You could basically do whatever you want with them. 

The beach was like this for over 4 hours.

Making our escape.

Our very own island! Ok, well not really, but it felt like it. 

Home sweet home for the next 2 nights. 

The bar.

Dorm style beds.

Showers and toilets.

Happy campers.

Our failed yet hilarious attempt at a jumping photo.