Kampot is famous for one thing and one thing only – pepper. Apparently, the pepper that is grown and produced here is amongst the best in the world and was a regular on the tables of all the best French restaurants. I can assure you, this pepper is damn good and I’ve taken to the Khmer way of mixing it with a little lime juice and covering my meals with it.
The rest of Kampot doesn’t get quite such good press. A small, dusty provincial town, with not very much to offer…until we reach the area known as Riverside. Stunning views across the river to the Bokor mountains opposite which provide a wonderful sunset spot for dinner at the rooftop restaurant pf Rikitikitavi www.rikitikitavi.com . I even manage to sneak in a hours’ $4 massage at Seeing Hands, a massage school for the blind. That’s massages from the blind, not massages for the blind.
Our taxi comes to Little Garden www.littlegardenbar.com in the morning to collect us for our 3 ½ ride to Sihanoukville, but our driver is like Sterling Moss on speed and manages to shave a good half hour off the journey.
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