Actually called Irrawaddy dolphins, have been renamed by yours truly. A spectacular 15 km bike ride to Kampi through the Cambodian countryside bustling with locals for the Khmer New Year took me to the site of these few fresh water mammals still inhabiting the Mekong. Roughly six of them played around the boat, coming up for air frequently and splashing around. A little odd looking but very friendly, I'd like to show you a photo but I'm currently in a fight with slow shutter Simon (my camera). Since my camera refused to capture these creatures while above water I took some fabulous photos of myself.
I had read that it was a two dollar fee to enter the park (for conservation) And another two fifty or so for the boat, but it ended up being nine for everything, Lonely Planet, I spit on you. Now I don't mind contributing my money to something worthwhile as I've mentioned, and I'm all about the animals but I wonder what sort of conservation I was paying into. The only thing I noticed was potentially getting all the cigarette butts that my boat driver was constantly tossing into the river out. Ugh, what a piss off. Or maybe it's all the locals who bathe with Pantene Pro-V in the water. Say it with me "biodegradable soap" good god. Anyway I'm not going to get on about that, I get it. The money is mainly to help surrounding communities provide for themselves so they don't have to fish or set up nets hurting the dolphins, unintentionally of course.
On my way back to town I got my hands on some kralong, sticky rice with coconut and bean steamed inside a bamboo shoot, and gluttonously devoured it before the ants good. Still following me.
Fun fact: perhaps I'm just pissed I didn't grow up bathing with dolphins.
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