You must see it at least once. Not in a photo, not on a screen — for real, standing there facing the gulf, with the monsoon wind pushing clouds across the sky like it has somewhere to be. Kep in green season is not the Kep of postcards. It's better than that.
On a near-monsoon morning, when the city awakens in an almost imperceptible mist, it is enough to step through the gates of the Park Hyatt to understand that luxury here is not measured in stars—but in silences.
