Thursday 20 February 2014

Siem Reap (2) Angkor Thom and Other Temples: Part 8 of Following the Mekong through Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos

The Rectangular Walled City of Angkor Thom and Temples in the Jungle


Cambodia
Next morning I left Lynne to have a quiet, restful and sleepy day and set off on my own with S to see more temples.

Our main objective was Angkor Thom, but the itinerary wanted to send us to three outlying temples first, so we did what we were told.

East Mebon

Some 7km northeast of Angkor Wat, East Mebon was dedicated to Shiva. It was erected in 953 by King Rajindravarman as a temple for his parents; any king worth his salt first built a temple for his parents, then a state temple and only then one for himself.

Like West Mebon, which we had seen in the distance yesterday from Phnom Bakheng, it was intended to be an island temple set in an artificial lake. The East Mebon Lake, though, has long gone and the temple now becalmed in a sea of paddy fields.

Almost life size stone elephants guard the inner enclosure….

Stone elephant, East Mebon

… along with some cheeky bottomed lions like those we had seen at Sambor Prei Kuk.

Cheeky bottomed lion, East Mebon

The sanctuary towers are precursors of the huge corn cobs on Angkor Wat, and were once covered in stucco, though only vestiges remain.

Sanctuary towers, East Mebon

The carving round the sanctuary tower doors is high quality, though much restored, if not actually new.

Carved doorway, East Mebon

Neak Pean (Entwined Serpents)

A kilometer to the north is Neak Pean (literally 'entwined serpents'). This is another island temple, but in this case the surrounding lake still exists – just.

The lake round Neak Pean

Amputees Band

On the causeway across the lake was a bandstand of sorts where a group of amputees were playing traditional instruments - and we met similar bands at the entrance of other temples. Cambodia’s prolonged civil war led to large areas of the country being covered in unmapped minefields. There are believed to be between 4 and 6 million unexploded mines and although the Cambodian government, the UN and several very worthy NGOs are busily employed in mine clearance - all the well-trodden paths and places tourists might go are safe - there are still many areas where mine sweeping is left to the feet of local farmers. As a result there are some 40,000 amputees in Cambodia and these bands are a way of helping them fend for themselves. CDs are for sale - I did not buy one as I doubt I would ever listen to it - but I did drop in a small contribution whenever we passed a band

Amputee band, Neak Pean

At the centre of the island is a pond, and the small temple sits on an island in the pond, the central tower encircled by two stone snakes, their tails entwined (on the right hand side of the photograph). The pond is thought to represent Anavatapta, the mythical Himalayan lake which is the source of all the rivers of Northern India and whose waters cure all illness. Four more pools surround the central pool, set at the cardinal points of the compass and representing the four elements.

Entwined snakes, Neak Pean

Neak Pean was built in the second half of the 12th century by Jayavarman VII. Its purpose may been medical – bathing in the pools would be expected to cure most ills – and perhaps it was one of the many ‘hospitals’ Jayavarman built around his empire.

A horse with stone figures clinging to his mane faces the serpent’s heads. The statue represents the bodhisattva Lokesvara, who turned himself into a horse to rescue drowning merchants off Sri Lanka, which seems an eccentric way to rescue the shipwrecked – even for a god.

Loekesvara, with shipwrecked clinging to his mane, Neak Pean

Preah Khan

Preah Khan is a couple of kilometers further east and is just a little north of Angkor Thom. Also built by Jayarvarman VII, it occupies the site of his victory over the Cham in 1191. It is in the care of the World Monuments Fund which takes a conservative approach, maintaining the fabric as it is and resisting the temptation to over-restore or even rebuild.

Outer wall, Preah Khan

That said, as we approached the entrance we encountered a group of restoration workers. The foreman measured several stones before finding one the right size. The chosen stone was raised by means of a lever so that a sling could be passed underneath it.

The chosen stone is raised with a lever, Preah Khan

A metal tripod supporting a block and tackle was set over the stone and the sling hooked up to it. The stone was raised by one man with no great effort,.....

The stone is raised by one man with no great effort, Preah Khan

​..and when it was at the right height the cart was pushed underneath, ....

The cart is pushed under the stone, Preah Khan

....the sling removed and the stone pushed away. The job took less than 10 minutes, human muscles provided the necessary power, and all the equipment, except the rubber pneumatic tyres on the cart, would have been available to the original builders – though they would probably not have had the hard hats, steel toe-capped boots or protective gloves.

The stone is pushed away, Preah Khan

With a central Buddhist temple and outlying Hindu temples, Preah Khan has been a palace, a monastery and university. Its current state of semi-collapse may be due to frequent extensions with the new halls being built on top of inadequate foundations, but its cause has not been helped by the encroaching jungle, particularly the giant kapok trees.

Kapok tree, Preah Khan

Preah Khan has a pleasingly rough and raw feel, like it has just been hacked out of the jungle.

Unrestored carving, Preah Khan

Angkor Thom

The Elephant Terrace

Leaving Preah Khan we entered Angkor Thom by the north gate which is impressive but no match for the south gate (see yesterday) and parked on the grassy area facing Jayarvarman VII’s elephant terrace, along with dozens of buses, hundreds of taxis and thousands of tuk-tuks.

The elephant terrace is 300 metres long and covered with a bas-relief frieze of near life size elephants. Most have mahouts riding on them and they are engaged in hunting, though some of them seem to be struggling with tigers.

The Elephant Terrace, Angkor Thom

We climbed up the end of the terrace….

The end of the Elephant Terrace, Ankgor Thom

Baphuon

…. and walked towards Baphuon, with the causeway, the original approach over an artificial lake, to our left. The temple is surrounded by towering trees, and the jungle, with the chatter of tropical wildlife in the canopy, is as impressive as the building. I wish I could have put names to more of the birds, but no one could mistake the racket-tailed drongo that flew in front of us, like a blackbird trailing a couple of miniature badminton racquets.

Approaching Baphuon, Angkor Thom

Eleventh century Baphuon has recently reopened after a restoration which started in 1959. The later temples were built on a platform, but Baphuon was not and, according to the photos inside, had disintegrated into a pile of rubble giving the restorers a huge 3-D jigsaw puzzle.

‘You may climb up’, S told me, ‘but I will wait here. There are no views because the trees are higher than the temple.’ And he was right, but despite that I did not feel I had wasted my time slogging up three steep wooden staircases...

The steps up to the third level, Baphuon, Angkor Thom

...and working round the enclosures at each level.

On the second level, Baphuon, Angkor Thom

From the top there was an excellent view back down over the causeway towards the Elephant Terrace.

Looking back down the causeway to the Elephant Terrace, Baphuon, Angkor Thom

I missed the most interesting feature of the temple, a brickwork reclining Buddha, which I must have walked past without seeing. To be fair the outline is more easily seen from a distance, but as the photo shows it was none too clear even then.

There really is a reclining Buddha in the brickwork, honest, Baphuon, Angkor Thom

What little remains of Baphuon's outer wall is held up by tree roots....

Surrounding wall, Baphuon, Angkor Thom

Phimeankas

....and we walked through one of the many gaps and emerged in the royal palace of Suryavarman I. The king's palace, the queen's palace and the house of the nobles were wooden and no trace remains. All that is left is Phimeankas, Suryavarman's state temple. It is a simple three tier temple built of laterite with elephants guarding the corners and lions guarding the stairs.

Phimeankas, Angkor Thom

The Terrace of the Leper King

From Phimeankas we made our way to the last part of Jayarvarman VII's great surrounding wall, the Terrace of the Leper King.

Two walls run parallel. The carvings on the outer wall are heavily restored, but those on the inner wall are originals, though some are in poor repair.

Terrace of the Leper King, inner wall, Angkor Thom

On top of the terrace is a replica of the statute of Jayavarman VII, the original of which is in the national museum on Phnom Penh. He is known as the Leper King as tradition states he contracted the disease, though there is no hard evidence for this. Behind the statue is the site used for royal cremations.

Jayavarman VII, Angkor Thom

Ta Prohm, The 'Jungle Temple'

We left Angkor Thom by the Victory Gate, the more northerly of the two eastern gates, and drove a couple of kilometres to Ta Prohm.

Ta Prohm

Dating from 1186, Ta Prohm is another of Jayavarman VII's monuments. Once a Buddhist monastery, it is a vast rambling complex much of it reduced to ruins by encroaching vegetation, most notably the huge kapok trees whose roots embrace many walls and galleries.

Ta Prohm, the 'Jungle Temple'

This is the so-called 'jungle temple' which features in Lara Croft : Tomb Raider.

Ta Prohm, the 'Jungle Temple'

S was very keen to point out one particular small carving, which appears to be of a stegosaurus. Either there were dinosaurs in 12th century Cambodia, or this is a carving of something else, or it is a whimsical modern insert.

Stegosaurus? Ta Prohm

The Indian government funds much of the restoration and parts of it look suspiciously like reconstruction. Using local stonemasons to replicate the deteriorated carvings is fine provided it is always clear what is original and what is modern and whether the modern is replica, guesswork or whimsy.

Restorers hard at work, Ta Prohm

I now felt I had seen enough temples for the day, and this one never seemed to end, whenever we reached what appeared to be the final courtyard, there was always a doorway or gap in the wall leading to yet another section. I do have to admit, though that some of it was quite spectacular.

Ta Prohm, the 'Jungle Temple' - (That Lara Croft seems to have let her self go!)

S intended me to eat at one of the string of foreigner orientated restaurants that line the road to Ta Prohm. They look attractive but most are merely an opportunity to charge high prices for food calculated to offend no palate regardless of how fussy it is or on which continent it originated. When we found S's chosen restaurant was full, I interpreted it as a message from fate telling me I had been neglecting Lynne for too long and insisted we return to Siem Reap.

Back to Siem Reap, Local Whiskies, Fish Pedicure and Red Ants for Dinner

I found her somewhat perked and she accompanied me to the next-door restaurant to drink a lime juice and watch me eat fried rice with chicken - it is always good to watch a master at work.

Later she felt strong enough to make the short walk to the old market where we bought a few presents.

Outside the old market, Siem Reap

In 1935, traveller and anthropologist Geoffrey Gorer described Siem Reap as a charming little village, hardly touched by European influence, built along a winding river, the native houses are insignificant little structures in wood hidden behind the vegetation which grows so lushly along the river banks. Siem Reap has changed, the river no longer winds, the buildings are hardly insignificant, but the vegetation is still lush; it remains a small town and has retained some of that charm amid its party town atmosphere.

Crossing the Siem Reap River, Siem Reap

We walked back via the lively 'Pub Street' where draught beer cost US$0.50. Perhaps S was right about it being watered and/or adulterated. Mekong whisky and coke was also on offer at US$1.25, which sounded a good offer - if you ignore my long held opinion that people who put coke in whisky also strangle kittens and bite the heads off budgies. I later found Mekong Whisky - bottled in Cambodia but made God knows where - in a shop, priced at US$2 for the bottle. When offers look too good to be true they usually are, so I left it on the shelf and splashed out 5 dollars on a bottle of 'Crown 99' produced by the Red Bull Distillery in Thailand using 'finest imported malt from Scotland carefully blended with Thai pure alcohol.' It turned out to be all right, though I would not seek it out again.

I first heard of fish foot massage a few years ago from someone who had encountered it in Thailand. It has since spread across the world (though Lynne asserts it is bad for your feet and bad for the fish.) Siem Reap is the sort of place with a fish foot massage on every corner - some of them actually on the street.

Fish pedicure, Siem Reap

Later Lynne felt like eating, but only comfort food so we searched the area around the hotel for a restaurant selling western and Khmer food. We found a rather strange place clearly aiming for the 'slightly odd' market - seats on old baths cut in half, rustic wooden tables and a cinema sized screen showing cartoons to a sound track of doom laden music.

Beef and red ants, Siem Reap

For a very reasonable price they provided a pitcher of Cambodia beer, a pulled pork sandwich with French fries for Lynne and a dish of beef with red ants for me. I had seen this on several menus and as no other insects or arachnids were on offer in restaurants aimed at foreigners (i.e. those with written menus) it promised a painless start to my insect eating career.

Get those ants down you, they'll do you good

It was disappointing, it could just have been stir fried beef. I could see few ants - there was subdued lighting and anyway they are small - and they had no discernible flavour. When I had finished Lynne captured this pleasing image of an ant clinging to a grain of rice like it was a life belt. For me it was the highlight of the meal, but Lynne got better value from her sandwich and chips.

It's all over for this ant

Following the Mekong through Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos

Wednesday 19 February 2014

Siem Reap (1) Angkor Wat: Part 7 of Following the Mekong through Vietnam, Cambodia and Laos

Angkor Wat, Bayon and a Failed Sunset

Angkor and the Khmer Empire: A Little History

We came to Siem Reap to see Angkor Wat, and that was what we did on the very first morning. But first a couple of paragraphs of history

Angkor Wat on the Cambodian flag

The Angkorian period started in 802 when Jayavarman II moved his court north from Sambor Prei Kuk (see yesterday’s post) and built the first temples. Suryavarman II (1113 - 1150), the builder of Angkor Wat, kicked off the golden period which ended in 1219 with the death of Jayavarman VII, the so-called Leper King (there is no hard evidence that he ever contracted leprosy). Jayavarman VII was a prolific builder but after his reign no further stone temples were built; perhaps the switch from Hinduism to Buddhism discouraged temple building or maybe local resources were exhausted.

Jayavarman VII

The temples and palaces remained in use until 1431 when they were sacked by the Thais and the Khmer empire was forced to move its capital south. From 1570 to 1594 there was a short lived royal rediscovery of Angkor and an even shorter burst of interest in the seventeenth century, then it was left to the jungle. It was rediscovered by French missionary Charles-Emille Bouillevaux in 1858.

The Khmer Empire in 900 CE

At its greatest the Khmer empire extended from southern Burma to the Malay Peninsula. Their main rivals were the Cham whose ruins we saw at My Son two years ago and whose descendants we met a few days ago in Chau Doc. They were decisivly defeated by Jayavarman VII in a naval battle on Tonle Sap Lake and today live as an often impoverished minority in Vietnam and Cambodia.

Angkor Wat

Some 12km outside Siem Reap, Angkor Wat and the rest of the vast Angkor complex, sits in a national park surrounded by tropical foliage. Guided by UNESCO the Cambodian government has resisted the temptation to allow hotel building round the park and they would even like to remove the few local inhabitants. Buying them out would cost money and UNESCO frowns on strong-arm tactics, so they are still there. They are doing no harm, so why not to leave them where they want to be?

As we parked, our car was surrounded by the usual swarm of kids selling postcards. They wanted $1 for ten, compared with 50¢ each at the National Museum, so we bought some. Lynne also fulfilled her need for yet another fridge magnet. We may soon need a bigger fridge.

Lynne outside the perimeter wall, Angkor Wat

Originally a Hindu temple to the god Vishnu, Angkor Wat is by far the largest of the Angkorian temples. Building started in 1120 and took 30 years.

Through the perimeter wall, Angkor Wat

We approached from the east where the ground is higher so you do not have to look up to see the classic outline of the five corn cob towers (of which three are visible from most angles).

Approaching Angkor Wat from the east

Originally surrounded by a moat, the temple is built on a stone platform with three concentric enclosing walls.

Angkor Wat, surrounded by a moat and sitting on a stone platform

The Churning of the Ocean of Milk

On top of the first wall is a series of galleries with carvings depicting scenes from the Mahabharata and other Hindu epics. This is a blog not a guide book, so I will not describe them all, but I will mention the Churning of the Ocean of Milk on the east gallery partly because I like the story, but also because the, presumably new, carving is crisp and clear. 88 gods hold one end of a monstrous snake, while 92 demons grip the other. The snake is wrapped round the holy Mount Mandara which rises from the Ocean of Milk. By pulling alternately they are attempting to twist the mountain and thus churn the Ocean of Milk into amrita, the elixir of everlasting life.

Gods heaving on a giant snake, The Churning of the Ocean of Milk, Angkor Wat

Apsaras dance above the Ocean, while the ‘waters’ teem with marine life.

Dancing Apsaras, The Churning of the Ocean of Milk, Angkor Wat

After overcoming various difficulties they succeed and the Ocean gives birth to Airavata, the three headed elephant god and Lakshmi the goddess of beauty who becomes the wife of Vishnu. The demons attempt to abscond with the amrita but Vishnu intervenes to ensure that eternal life is reserved for the gods. [Update: This was the first of several encounters we have had with the story and I have collected all the images in a single post.] Elsewhere some carving is damaged, some has been restored, but in the most sheltered sites the original is in excellent condition.

We reached the second enclosure by way of the Gallery of a Hundred Buddhas, the statues collected here during the temple's later incarnation as a Buddhist monastery. Some were moved to Angkor conservation in 1970, the rest were destroyed along with much else, by the Khmer Rouge.

Second level gallery from the top of the first enclosure, Angkor Wat

1300 apsaras, each one unique, filled the gallery enclosing the second level.

Second level gallery, Angkor Wat

The stone stairs to the third level are steep, narrow and uneven. In the past they were sometimes open to visitor and sometimes closed depending on how many accidents there had been recently. Now, a set of wooden steps, still steep but no longer narrow and uneven, allow anybody of modest fitness to reach the top - though some need rather more help and reassurance on the way down.

The old stone steps to the upper level, Angkor Wat

From the top the views over the complex.....

Looking east over Angkor Wat from the third level

....and surrounding woods are breath-taking.

Angkor Wat and the surrounding forest

We made our way slowly down and out through the western entrance, before walking along the edge of the more southerly of the two pools flanking the central causeway. We turned to face the classic view of Angkor Wat, complete with reflection in the pool.

Looking back at Angkor Wat from the west

Lunch in Siem Reap

It was nearly lunchtime and we drove back into town where the company had laid on a meal in one of the upmarket restaurants near our hotel. We sat in a pleasant shady courtyard, but the place was seriously short of atmosphere, indeed there were only four people, including us, in the restaurant.

We ate a set Khmer menu carefully calibrated to upset nobody. S returned as we finished. 'Wasn't that better than yesterday,' he said. We disagreed. The restaurant in Kompong Thom may have been large and noisy and not, at least outwardly, as clean, but the vast majority of lunchers were locals, it felt real and the food was as good - if not better - and half the price. He found our point difficult to grasp.

Lynne was flagging. After conquering the cold she had picked up on the plane she was now struggling with a stomach problem and it seemed a good idea to have a little down time during the hottest part of the day.

The central section of Angkor Wat, the photo is a bit out of place, but so what?

Angkor Thom and the Bayon Temple

We set off for Angkor Thom at about 3.30. A little north of Angkor Wat, Angkor Thom was once a city, surrounded by a moat and protected by an earth embankment. Sacked by the Cham in 1177, it owes its later fortification to King Jayavarman VII.

An 8m laterite wall sits on the embankment. The city, which covers 3km², is rectangular, the walls aligned north-south and east-west and there are five gates, one on each side with an extra one, the Victory Gate, on the east.

We entered through the south gate, which is the grandest of the five and is surmounted by a gopura, like an Indian temple gate. The causeway across the moat is flanked by 54 gods on one side and the same number of demons on the other, all hauling on a stone snake, as in the story of the Churning of the Ocean of Milk. Sadly, most of the heads are replicas.

South Gate, Angkor Thom

Inside, a wide grassy glade leads down to the Bayon, the only temple we would see today, leaving the rest of Angkor Thom for tomorrow. The grass by the roadside was covered with monkeys. Some chased each other round squealing loudly, while others sat in dignified silence picking fleas from each other's fur.

Bayon, Angkor Thom

Built in the late 12th and early 13th centuries by Jayavarman VII, Bayon was the last state temple to be constructed and the only one intended as a Mahayana Buddhist shrine. Later the central statue of Buddha was replaced by one of Vishnu and, when Theravada Buddhism became the state religion, Vishnu was supplanted by a stupa. It is now a jumble of stones on several levels and it is difficult to pick out what was what.

Inside Bayon, Angkor Thom

The most notable features of the Bayon are towers bearing four large, enigmatically smiling faces, possibly Jayavarman VII, one pointing in each of the cardinal directions. There are dozens of them, and the image is repeated on a million post cards.

Stone faces, Bayon, Angkor Thom

Some of the carvings are in excellent condition (or, more proably, restored) including those of the naval battle on Tonle Sap Lake in 1177 when Jayavarman VII decisively defeated the Cham.


Jayavarman VII's naval battle against the Cham, Bayon, Angkor Thom

Sunset from Phom Bakheng

Leaving Angkor Thom by the same gate as we arrived, we parked just outside at the foot of Phom Bakheng.

Lynne felt unwell so decided to stay on the car with the driver, the helpful and solicitous Gung (other spellings may be available), while S and I climbed Phom Bakheng to watch the sunset.

Stalls at the foot Phom Bakheng

Steep and badly eroded stone steps lead straight up the side but we – like everybody else - followed a well-made and gently graded track winding upwards round the hill. The path was further improved by the makers of Lara Croft: Tomb Raider who needed to haul their filmmaking equipment to the top.

On the summit, wooden steps lead up to a temple platform where all the peoples of the world were gathering to watch the sunset.

The steps to the summit platform, Phom Bakheng

S stayed at the bottom as numbers on the platform are limited, people being allowed up in small batches. Realizing I would be up there for forty minutes or more, I phoned Lynne to check she was happy with the idea before climbing the steps.

On the temple platform, Phom Bakheng

Being on the platform was like standing on the Tower of Babel; English, French, Dutch, Spanish, Korean, Italian and Chinese were the languages I recognized with more or less confidence, but I am sure there were many more. There were Buddhist monks, too, their vow of poverty not apparently affecting access to digital media.

Buddhist monk, Phom Bakheng

The views were spectacular. To the north was jungle, while to the northwest the artificial lake of West Baray was surrounded by paddy fields. The lake was constructed in Angkorian times and there is a temple on an artificial island. To the southeast was the distinctive outline of Angkor Wat.

Angkor Wat from Phom Bakheng

We watched the sun descend in hope but with little expectation. With a little finger's length still to go it lost its glare, turned into a fiery red ball and vanished into the bank of scuzzy haze blanketing the horizon. The assembled multitude shrugged its collective shoulders and headed downwards.

The sun disappears into the haze, Phom Bakheng

Lynne was awake when we returned but went to sleep as soon as we were back at the hotel. Later she was in no fit state to venture any further than the next door restaurant where she watched me drink some draught beer (not, as far as I could tell either adulterated or watered down) and eat a Thai red curry - or was it a Khmer curry? I am not sure there is much difference. The chicken came in a rich coconut sauce which was good, though a hint of chilli would have been appreciated; the Khmer, if not actually chilliphobic seem happy enough to leave them alone.

Starting down from Phom Bakheng

Working on a kill or cure basis Lynne had a gin and tonic and a plate of chips. At the time she pronounced it 'good' but it all reappeared later, so perhaps it was more kill than cure.