Trip Start Jan 16, 2008
117Trip End Jul 28, 2008
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The bus journey to get there however was, as always quite banterous. Filled to the rafters and stopping every few minutes; we wound up with various sections of a tractor, the obligatory bags of rice, the standard ten people seated in the aisles, and two motorbikes. Every so often, some more people piled onto the bus waving around a variety of fried dead beasties on sticks, momentarily stopping my heart from beating every time. It was a little sweaty and a touch smelly, a situation not vastly improved when one of the many children sat behind me puked all over my feet.
Once we arrived the biggest thunderstorm I've ever seen began. The incredible clap of thunder made me jump a good few metres into the air and the rain outdid the Goan monsoon we got stuck in by miles. We tried very hard to find something to do, but to no avail, so we spent a night getting excited about the bus to Vientiane.