Chaleunxay Hotel Vientiane

... got some spices that I'm really looking forward to being able to play with.<br><br>The rest of my time was mainly travelling but I did stop in one city which had a pretty amazing and huge temple (one of the biggest in asia) which had towers with lots of bright carvings all over them. There was also a pretty cool palace but most of it was gone so what was lieft was mainly a really big shell but it gave you a bit of an impression of how grandure it ...

... reasonably large night out to mark Raj's last night with us, which involved some interesting steamed frogs wrapped in banana leaves and quite few shots of Lao Lao (alcohol in Laos is either Beer: 'Beer Lao', or Spirits: 'Lao Lao'), we stumbled back to our hotel in the early hours of the morning ready for a long lie in for us and an early rise for Raj for his flight to Bali. <br> <br>Just the two of us again, we decided to ...

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... about everything we wanted to eat, i.e. orange juice and pizza, whilst lamenting the fact everything closed at 11. Next day this need was satisfied by a very very strange, yet brilliant breakfast of burger and chips (mmm early morning goodness!). It was then on to the 4 (but really 5) hour journey to Vientiane. Honestly, the bus drivers here love 3 things: Tooting the horn Bad terrible panpipe music played very loudly to the bus Turning off the ...

... first pretty closely when I rolled my ankle. It was the same one that I messed up in Mexico. I assumed all of the worst and got myself down but continued running through what happened to be the hardest part of the run. Waist high grass whipping at my open wound on my knee, shoe thieving mud/ox ****, and I had to jump across an irrigation ditch which several people fell in. After about 5 or 10 minutes the pain was gone. I was hoping that adrenaline alone wasn't taking the pain away. There ...

... one foot in both those settings. Trying to relate to the academics who write about how people live and struggle in life, but at the same time apart of the group who acts in the field. I don&#8217;t ever want to be jaded or to run out of energy or passion about basic rights, but I have so much to learn. Every time I hear from another non profit about their work, I am so impressed and envious of their passion and dedication. I hope I find my cause that I always want to ...

... next to someone else at the front of the bus, and the guy from Holland peered below upside down at me and while laughing said "She left, she needed somebody!". Best part about it, besides not having to share a bed with a transexual, is that I got the new bed all to myself. <br><br>So that's my funny story for the day, although I'm sure some of my friends probably think it would've been funnier if I didn't end up moving.<br><br>When I got dropped off in ...

... a French Bistro that served the most sublime beef stroganoff that I have ever tasted. The beef was from New Zealand and melted on my tongue. The sauce was perfection. Next to the bistro was a small shop that sold imported foods and I bought a delicious bottle of French red wine for about $4. <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br ...