I survived: a typical journey in a PassApp

A Cambodian rickshaw is a three seater vehicle, slighly smaller than a TukTuk. We tend to just call them PassApps, which is the Uber equivalent. The following images took place on a 20 minute journey.

The junction we didn’t stop at…

I’m pretty sure my PassApp driver skipped a red light at a busy junction. Apart from some honking, we made it through!

I love the fluidity of Cambodian traffic. For most of the time it works. Of course, there are times it doesn’t. I think Phnom Penh is probably often safer than the provinces. Usually, traffic in central Phnom Penh is too crowded and busy during the day for anything too crazy to happen. No one can pick up any real speed. Night time is a bit riskier.

There’s a whole book of photographs about people carrying things on motorbikes in Cambodia. Pretty much every journey, you’ll see something genius. The other week, I saw a whole bamboo gazebo (a bit like the one in my blog heading image) on a flatbed truck.

Here’s a man carrying his dogs on his moto. There were two, but you can only see one. Whilst waiting for the lights to turn, he was flicking their ears. They didn’t seem to care.

Then, of course, there are the other animals in the road. Near where I live you might see cows, goats or horses. (One day I think I saw all three.) Just one skinny looking horse, this time.

It’s great that every journey in Cambodia is an adventure. PassApps seem relatively safe (although, they can tip on their side).

Motorbike and traffic accidents do make up a large proportion of deaths. However, drink is often involved or it might be because someone isn’t wearing a helmet (in most likelihood, it’s both). Whenever I get on a motorbike I say the same prayer: “God, keep me safe or make it quick.”  So far, it’s been the former.

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