there are some experiences you have when you're traveling that you know are unforgettable...you may have the photos to prove them, but, even without them you know those moments will be forever in your memory...
Such is the case with our day yesterday...tired and chilled and oh so slightly hungover we met our four Spanish friends from Barcelona and a couple of other mates from Quebec, Canada, for some tubing...the activity for which Vang Vieng is most famous. Grabbing our big rubber tyres excitedly and jumping on a tuk tuk for the 10min ride to the first bar on the river we discussed our plans - most people, when tubing, rarely get past the first 3 bars on the river, grabbing the rope being thrown to them they are pulled in by the crowds and the buckets and perhaps never leave till closing...spending the day jumping off the flying foxes and swings into the river...we, however, decided to tube all the way down the river first and then come back for the bar scene...good intentions don't always work out however - Matt and Alberto were enticed into the first bar early on for a beer to carry with us down the river...and so began the blissful ride, sipping on our beer laos as we floated, gazing up at the soaring mountains rising high from the banks of the river, letting the current gently sweep us along, sometimes getting a little stuck in the shallow bits and bumping faster down the tiny little rapids. It took us 3 hours to get back to the town...after another couple of stops for beer and refreshments (the Spanish guys had us craving a few olives to go with our beer - not so easy to find in the middle of laos unfortunatly - chips had to be the replacement)and by the time we got back it was a little too late to go back to the bars...
Not to be deterred we decided on a little nap (siesta?) before meeting up again for dinner and buckets back at the 'island'...the happening place for bars and debauchery. A quieter night definitely than the one before, but chilled and calm, enjoying the people watching and the company...
A day to remember...
we are now on our way to Hong Kong and it is sad to say the least to leave indochina. We have been traveling in this area for over 2 months now and have become accustomed to the ways of life here. We are used to seeing the same people as we move around the backpacker trail, friends and aquaintences, people to nod to in the street....but china will be exciting and a new adventure.
Stay tuned. xx
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