Sunrise at Angkor Wat
Leading up to some trips, I go absolutely nuts with research and for others there’s minimal researching until we’re on the road. The Southeast Asia adventure with my parents was one that had almost too much research. Partially due to the fact we were traveling with a group for 80% of the trip, I had been looking forward to breaking off into Cambodia where we would be on our own… but the pressure was on to make it perfect.
Due to a travel agent mistake (actually there were many mistakes!) we only had ONE (1) day in Cambodia when we were supposed to have two. I think my husband is still frustrated about it. My Dad had been wanting to see the Temples of Angkor his entire life… so, no pressure.
Seeing the sunrise at Angkor was a huge point of anxiety for me pre-trip, but in the end I am so glad we woke up at 4:00 AM to enjoy the experience.
My family and I are no strangers to getting up in the middle of the night (we are all funeral directors, after all) but from all my research, the pushy crowds and terrible photos… many reported that they did not enjoy the sunrise at all. Still others (even bloggers that I really trust!) said they wish they had spent the sunrise hour at one of the other temples like Ta Prohm so that you have it all to yourself to enjoy the tranquility and take beautiful photos.
The trouble with all of my research? None of these people had been to Cambodia post-pandemic. Many tourists tack on a few days in Cambodia at the end of a Southeastern Asia tour like we were doing, and since most of the tourists in that area are Chinese—and since China only allowed their citizens out of the country a few weeks before our trip (not enough time for most people to start planning a vacation)—we really didn't have to fight crowds at all. Plus, I personally believe that many people ‘broke the habit’ of traveling during the pandemic and have yet to start back up again.
Couple this with our guide, Tola, very smartly taking us to the hidden pond outside of the gate (which indeed I had read about before going), in total, there was only one other person there at sunrise besides our family and maybe a dozen other people trickled in by the time we started walking toward the main temple complex.
To quote the managing owner of our hotel when we asked him if the sunrise was not to be missed? “That would be like going to New York and missing the Statue of Liberty or Paris and missing the Eiffel Tower.” I am so grateful he said that because it was the extra push we needed to commit to the experience and the thing I was most worried about—the crowds—weren’t there at all. Being there with my parents made it extra special.