The exceptionally reckless choice of a tuna baguette for lunch yesterday meant that I found myself unable to travel far from the safety of a lavatory.
No matter, it meant that I was able to fully immerse myself in Vang Vieng life.
I took a stroll around town taking full advantage of the unique fragrance of Vang Vieng.
An exotic combination, of open drains, fish sauce and unwashed and hyper-hormonal teenagers away from home for the first time.
Eventually, eyes watering somewhat, I arrived at the river.
The rickety rackety bridge almost certainly had a resident troll, and so, fearfully, I trip-trapped across.
No troll. (Phew).
The river was looking rather splendid, and a slight breeze was lifting the whiff somewhat.
(Not quite) Heaven......
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