Arrived 10/6/2011
Stomach still not feeling the best but it was time to leave the big smoke of Vientiane. My initial destination approached sooner than expected so I continued on to make my next day a bit shorter. Kind of a good choice kind of not, had to climb hill – a taste of what’s to come. Over the hill and I started looking for somewhere to stay the legs had had enough. It seems when you want a guesthouse to appear it does – I like that. A small village and I stopped at the last shop after not seeing anything else and asked if there was a guesthouse near. She pointed up the drive, wicked. Oh there was a sign saying guesthouse behind me…whoops. |
| preparation for the local cock fight |
My stomach wanting to eat (a good sign) I wandered down the road to the stalls. Sa bei dee, sa bei dee (hello) to all the little kids as I walk by. One kid just yelled out “Oi!” I turned in the general direction and when she realised I saw her she ducked down – classic, so I gave a wave. On my way back a guy caught my attention and said something. Couldn’t really hear him so I went over.
“Sa bei dee.”
“Sa bei dee. Whisky.”
Oh man I didn’t feel like this. Homemade fuel injected, twin turbo rocket fuel. Some more locals joined and watched and laughed at my sour lemon faces when having the shots. Even the local policeman joined in for a round! Four or five shots later, I busted a move, that stuff is feral!
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| A massive gecko in my room - the biggest I have ever seen. About the same size as my sock! And very loud when it started to call "gecko" |
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