Cambodia is Ruined, But Not Wrecked

Visiting ruins can get old fast. After the initial thrill and put-yourself-in-their-shoes imagining wears off, I find sometimes that each new site begins to look like the last.

Not so at Angkor Wat. We spent three transfixing days of total-immersion temple hopping. I was ready to return there on the day after we left. I can hardly wait for my next visit.

It’s not just the grand scale of this ancient city that impresses. At nearly every stop, we were stunned and re-stunned by the massive stones and the symmetry and the echoes of a great civilization.

The other thing that kept running though my mind was how, over eight or so centuries, countless forces have conspired to destroy the place—from armies to jungles to weather to tourism to poverty to younameit.

Yet despite its struggles, Angkor Wat is far from wrecked. You can’t wreck it.

Some people might be able to go there and not visualize it in its heyday, when no metropolis on earth could match it. It was as big as Rome.

Or maybe you could lessen the magic by rushing things, trying to squeeze the whole complex into one or two hot days, rather than seeing a little bit at a time, at different times of day. Even if you did go too fast, though, I doubt you could wreck it.

I was moved by the way Cambodia seems to have resisted the temptation to, say, build a high-rise hotel across the moat from the central attraction. Likewise, it would have been easy enough to justify a banner over the entrance to the Bayon, announcing that the reconstruction had been made possible by a generous grant from, say, Citibank.

So far the country has made more right choices than wrong ones. The town of Siem Riep has been allowed to become tacky, but that’s several miles away. Kids are permitted to hawk postcards outside the entrances to certain sites, but once we were inside they never approached us. Lots of treasures have been looted or vandalized, and yet Angkor Wat still dazzles. Even the temples that have crumbled and been left that way are charming. I doubt I could get tired of it.