Hi Bob. During my time in Phnom Penh, beginning in early 1992, I never paid any of the local policemen for driving my motorcycle around with my headlight on in the daytime, but an ex girlfriend once did when the policeman on the corner up the street from my apartment followed me home one day. I used to simply drive away and wave at them, but this ex girlfriend freaked out when one of Phnom Penh's finest knocked on my door one day to ask about my headlight.
What a hoot. This story about it being illegal to drive with your headlight on in the daytime is an old scam in Phnom Penh, where the police make a dollar a day. A foreigner with a headlight on is the same as cash in the pocket to those friendly guys. Don't forget to carry a couple thousand riel in your shirt pocket. This is less than one dollar. And yes, it is NOT illegal to drive around in Phnom Penh all night with no headlight. Everyone does it. Enjoy.
About Sharky Bar, JimCA2's California 2 Guest House and Cafe on Quai Sisowath is a good place for new motorcycle riders in Phnom Penh, but where to go at night for information about motorcycles? Sharky Bar is my recommendation for too many reasons, one of the best being that the owner of the place is another motorcycle guy. Also, many of the guys who run tour operations on motorcycles in Cambodia hang around there, above all the guys who run the site on
http://toursintheextreme.com
Have you seen the news about their upcoming 8th Annual Extreme Rally Raid?
What else are Phnom Penh's finest looking for? Enjoy.
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Trouser crackdown snares tourist
In Phnom Penh you can buy military-style clothing in the markets; you
can shoot machine guns at the army firing range; you can buy an
authentic police ID badge in the street for $10; at Siem Reap a
policeman may even offer to sell you his whole uniform for $100.
But according to a visitor named Robert from Newcastle, civilians can
be fined for wearing camouflage trousers in the street.
He was walking near the train station wearing the said trousers when
he was stopped by a cop and told he was dressed inappropriately, that
only military personnel could wear them.
"At first, I said this was ridiculous, or words to that affect, and
kept walking. He said 'Don't you walk away from me.' Then I asked
whether there was a law against it and could not get a straight
answer. I offered to go home and change immediately. But he wanted to
fine me $10, or he'd take me to the police station and have me
arrested. Eventually I gave in and he accepted $5," Robert said.
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Below is an old story that I wrote for a pal long ago about a traffic ticket that I once got in a small village to the north of Kratie. Sambor is seriously a two street village. Enjoy your visit to #1 Cambodia.
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A Traffic Ticket
Sambor, Cambodia
April, 1995
The bleat of a policeman’s whistle followed my moto taxi into Sambor,
a small Mekong river town about 50 km north of Kratie. Population a
couple thousand maybe. A revered stupa there was being restored
pending a visit by Cambodia’s King Sihanouk.
The road north out of Kratie was not bad for 20km or so, but it soon
turned into a single lane track. All the old bridges were still down.
Visited the monastery at Phnom Sambok and the Prek Patang Rapids.
Along the riverbank are log dumps serviced by the "road warriors", the
local logging trucks. One of these trucks is a real sight, especially
when the crews are armed. They always have the right-of-way. Don't
take pictures.
I surveyed Sambor’s two street main square as we pulled to a stop. No
other traffic in sight, not even a bicycle. What could this policeman
want? He waived us over to the desk he had set up under a large tree
and announced that we had gone the wrong way down a one way street! He
would have to impound the Honda!
The owner of the moto, a 20 year old student from Kratie who had
jumped at my offer of a dollar per hour to tour the region, got ashen
faced and immediately began to plead his case. How was he to know this
was a one way street? It was much too early in the discussion to offer
to pay a fine, so I left him with the policeman and headed out to tour
Sambor. Still no other traffic in sight.
In front of the town’s CPP office I was greeted by a proud Veteran of
the war against the KR. He wore a huge arm band signifying this over
his khaki shirt. Welcome to Sambor!, he said. OK! He appointed
himself my tour guide. No English or French, and my Khmer is not
great, but he and I hit it off superbly. Sign language or something.
Let’s go!
First up was a visit to the cool shade under a tree on the riverbank
where some fully armed soldiers were playing cards and sampling the
local brew. They got a laugh at my funny looking red hair. Crazy
foreigner, what are you doing here? Do you play cards? Two officers
had clearly been going at it for some time (it was only 11am...), but
they insisted on posing for some pictures nonetheless The local kids
got in on this angle too. We must have our pictures taken!
Next up was the main attraction, the newly whitewashed Sambor stupa.
It is a pleasant sight. The grounds had been cleared and some
platforms erected. The King of Cambodia was scheduled to visit in two
days. My guide pointed to a distant field. KR mass grave, he said. His
mother was there.
On the walk back, we stopped to talk with four beefy looking guys
sitting around a table under a tree. They joked with the Veteran and
laughed when he lifted their shirts to show me their guns. One wore a
45 under his arm. The others had .38s on their belts. "Security
service", they said. Advance guard for the King’s upcoming visit. A
light moment for some serious guys.
As we left that place, the owner of the Honda came up to ask if I had
any money. Ah, so the discussions were making progress! I had some
change, having been through this routine before. In Cambodia, everyone
must carry change in a shirt pocket. So it is. My guy took heart at
the sight of the Veteran. We invited him to come talk with our
policeman for a minute. Maybe it would help.
By now a small group of locals had gathered around the impounded
Honda. Word was already out that something was going down on the main
square, and that a foreigner was involved. Need I mention the heat?
The Veteran said something which made the policeman flush, at which
point I offered 2,000 riels as immediate settlement for this traffic
ticket. No need for a receipt. The policeman nodded and we cleared
out. The owner of the Honda cursed me silently all the way back to
Kratie. He swore he would never return to Sambor. Tough traffic cop
there! I can however recommend a visit to the local CPP office.