A week in a hammock makes the medicine go down...
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Jan 16, 2006
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I made it to Laos. Woo hoo. Never intended to come here before I went to Cambodia, but glad I did. Let me just say that I was somewhat loathe to leave this place.
4,000 Islands - or Si Phan Don as it's really called - is a group of islands (I hear gasps of astonishment at such a revelation. The name would never suggest it!) right at the far South of Laos. And they are beautiful. No beaches here, just river banks onto the Mekong. The Guest houses are mainly a series of bamboo bungalows hanging over the edge of the riverbank, with balconies and hammocks.
And you now have a clue as to what I did for a week.
I sat in my hammock and read Shantaram, which is a hell of a book, and one so big that it really does take a week of solid reading. Good job I have no timeframe I guess.
Funnily enough I ran into a few people I knew from my travels here. And Kirsten from Kratie stayed in the same guesthouse so I always had people to chat to when I required some form of social intercourse.
On around my 3rd day I even managed to rent a bike for the day and went cycling! I know. I was quite shocked at myself as well. But there's a nice(ish) waterfall on the island next to Don Det which is worth a visit, and only takes about 45mins on the bike so why the hell not?
I tell you why. Cos it's bloody hot.
But seriously, it's worth it. And it gave me even more reason to justify having more than a couple of relaxing drinks, and an extra few days in the hammock.
And then Miriam and Alison arrived. The girls I met in Siem Reap, and they brought along a friend. A guy by the name of Jan-Simon, so we all went out the night I met them, and then we all left the next day. Tad Fane here we come. Where is that again? Ok. And what's there? Ok. Let's go.
4,000 Islands - or Si Phan Don as it's really called - is a group of islands (I hear gasps of astonishment at such a revelation. The name would never suggest it!) right at the far South of Laos. And they are beautiful. No beaches here, just river banks onto the Mekong. The Guest houses are mainly a series of bamboo bungalows hanging over the edge of the riverbank, with balconies and hammocks.
And you now have a clue as to what I did for a week.
I sat in my hammock and read Shantaram, which is a hell of a book, and one so big that it really does take a week of solid reading. Good job I have no timeframe I guess.
Funnily enough I ran into a few people I knew from my travels here. And Kirsten from Kratie stayed in the same guesthouse so I always had people to chat to when I required some form of social intercourse.
On around my 3rd day I even managed to rent a bike for the day and went cycling! I know. I was quite shocked at myself as well. But there's a nice(ish) waterfall on the island next to Don Det which is worth a visit, and only takes about 45mins on the bike so why the hell not?
I tell you why. Cos it's bloody hot.
But seriously, it's worth it. And it gave me even more reason to justify having more than a couple of relaxing drinks, and an extra few days in the hammock.
And then Miriam and Alison arrived. The girls I met in Siem Reap, and they brought along a friend. A guy by the name of Jan-Simon, so we all went out the night I met them, and then we all left the next day. Tad Fane here we come. Where is that again? Ok. And what's there? Ok. Let's go.

