last two nights we've been staying in a traditional dong village in beautiful wood houses.. or so you would think until you realise the walls (and ceiling) are paper thin and your room is next to the water wheel which sounds like a chainsaw and the noisy belgians upstairs decide they will move the furniture at 11.30 at night in there industrial hiking boots and the owner does his karaoke version of pavorotti and all the toilets are connected so the room smells like shit permanently then hayley tries to impersonate a chinese idol to drown out the rest of the noise then a cockroach the size of your hand crawls on your foot then you get offered dog meat.... etc etc
spose its all part of the experience haha :)
i have decided laos is my favourite country iv visited and when i get home im going to try to learn to speak lao.
i miss: cheese, my music, clean feet, driving the volvo, cereal, mashed potato
2moro we are doing a three hour hike i think im going to die.
Monday, October 6, 2008
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