DAY 41 I wake up and hit the local market, I am convinced I ordered a coffee successfully from a street vendor, I sleepily waited 20 minutes before I inquired – they don’t sell coffee. This is becoming the norm. Bought an old second hand phone and new sim card, had a quick game of […]
I wake up and hit the local market, I am convinced I ordered a coffee successfully from a street vendor, I sleepily waited 20 minutes before I inquired - they don't sell coffee. This is becoming the norm. Bought an old second hand phone and new sim card, had a quick game of 'snake' on my new 'iphone 10' , checked out of the Hotel and tuk- tukked my way to the outskirts of town.
A very pretty Thai lady again gets out her car, she speaks perfect English, she stays with me innocently not realising shes hindering 'The Thumbs" progress. She asked if I would like to have dinner with her... of coarse I would but its 4pm and I want to make the Laos border before midnight. 'Katie' informs me the border a good 150km away closes at 9pm.... she gives me her no in case I get stuck. She pops home to change with intent to return and be my translator. Sadly 2 mins after she left a young guy 'Willy' takes me to a huge, more apt petrol station 20km north. Before dropping me off he buys me dinner and drives past his house to show me where he lives just in case I get stuck. ( i have since been in touch with Katie to say thankyou) and thanks Willy I got a lift.
I literally didn't even get my rucksack off before a father and son duo had me aboard their Shogun. What a superb pair... they fed me fried chicken and beer all the way to 'Nong Khai' - not too far away from 'Vientiane'. (laos border). On arrival the deafening sound of the Jungle and its bugs signified I wasn't too far away from beginning to be in the middle of nowhere soon. They dropped me off around midnight at an ample little guesthouse along a dusty Jungle trail off the main road. I was wide awake and thought I would try and find some activity along the dust roads to try and watch the Spain v Portugal game... I found some activity amazingly, a bunch of young un's hanging round a vendor, barbequing what looked like dog whilst reveling in their boozy haze prior to the game. They were overly friendly which I discovered was a smokescreen for charging me over the odds for a beer... I parted company and got barked back to the guesthouse off a 1000 dogs.
As i prepared for bed I noticed attached to my rucksack a 'Bronze medallion of the Buddha', a note attached saying... 'Travel well my friend... nu and ne'.
Nu and Ne are father and sons nicknames.