Luang Prabang Travel Blog› entry 11 of 27 › view all entries
"So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your message parlours ..."
One Night in Bangkok - Murray Head
It may sound strange on a 24 day holidays but today we had a 'day-off', meaning we'd have no planned activities today. It also meant that we could sleep late today. However, even after drinking half a liter of water I woke up a bit early with a slight headache. Paul would later calculate that we'd had 14 liters of beer the previous day, which sort of explained this. Fortunately, an extra hour of sleep and a painkiller made it all disappear.
We decided to shift gear to 'Lao speed' today, taking things nice and slow. I'd found a walking tour in the Lonely Planet which included some things we hadn't seen yet and after having breakfast we decided to give it a go at 10 o'clock.
Now it was time to do something good for the Lao people. We made our way to Big Brother Mouse, an organisation that brings books and literacy to small hill tribe villages by selling children books to tourists to hand out to the kids. They also hold book parties for small towns. We bought a pack of books and added another generous donation on top for their good work.
We gained more good karma by taking a much needed massage at the Lao Red Cross. The good things about this is that the profits of these massages go straight to Red Cross causes (imagine, a one hour massage only costs 3,50 Euro). What's more, you can be sure that there's no hanky panky going on. Still, there's something very awkward about being taken into a backroom with a mattress by a young Asian girl.
One of the funniest moments of the day had been when Paul and I walked back from a cybercafe and a van stopped in front of us. You can't imagine the look of surprise on my face when Keo jumped out. He was doing a one day tour with two Americans and had just had lunch at the Joma Bakery with Ad and Mieke ! He asked us to call him that evening and so it came to be that after we'd had dinner at the Hive Bar Keo walked in for one final night of drinking together.
Then Keo started another game in which everybody had to finish the sentence 'I never ..'. This resulted in many revelations but Paul's answer 'I never can turn back time' inspired a whole conversation that was inspiring and moving at the same time. Keo and I shared the Buddhist perspective on this feeling and Paul and I would continue talking about it until half past two.
When the Hive Bar closed at 23:30 curfew I jumped on the back of Keo's motorbike while the rest took the remaining bottles of Beerlao back to the hotel in a tuk tuk.