Perhaps Shel and I like our drink a bit much. We have found ourselves in Vang Vieng. Visitors to
Let me try to regain some travelling dignity. As I write this, its very early in the morning. I’m sitting in a cabana next to a river. The guesthouse I’m staying at is a working organic farm. They grow mostly mulberries, but also they raise goats and ducks among other things. They operate a mojito bar next to the river where the tubers put in. The profits go to support a bus that delivers kids from 3 villages to school. There is a restaurant onsite, serving things from the farm. You can volunteer on the farm or in the school. One guy comes from
We were meant to take the bus north today, but the roads are treacherous, and with these hangovers, we would surely chunder all the way. So we’ll stay here at the farm for another day. I’ll nurse my bruised knees, maybe have one mulberry mojito, but just one. Maybe we’ll even try tubing again, but without the aid of alcohol this time.
Wrote that a few days ago. I'm now in Luang Prabang in the north of Laos. There is so much to see and travel is so slow here. I think I'm going to save Vietnam for another time. Heading off for a boat trip tomorrow. When we get back in about a week, I'll have some time to sort through pictures properly and write up about Angkor Wat, monkey bites, motor oil, etc.