Scattered over a sandy plain are hundreds of ancient temples. Unlike the temples of Cambodia, the area has been in continuous habitation for hundreds, if not thousands of years and the life in and around the historic sites is as interesting as the structures themselves.

So, with the help of a couple of electric bikes we zipped around sandy tracks, through crops of peanuts and peaceful monasteries. Around every bend, another discovery – sometimes a heard of goats, or villagers collecting water and of course the grandeur and majesty of the larger temples. It wasn’t hard to leave the other tourists – our little bikes were invaluable in our ‘escape’.

On the last evening we did the classic horse and cart mode of transport. Evocative and practical – we couldn’t leave without an afternoon exploring in this very traditional way.