DAY 43 9am. The sun was up, the dramatic landscape had turned itself up a notch and we were above the clouds. To my left sat a plump,pimpled teenager with a blackberry held to her face as she sang along horrendously to Chinese pop… it was a piercing horrible noise on the bus,no one seemed […]
9am. The sun was up, the dramatic landscape had turned itself up a notch and we were above the clouds. To my left sat a plump,pimpled teenager with a blackberry held to her face as she sang along horrendously to Chinese pop... it was a piercing horrible noise on the bus,no one seemed to mind... I kept schtum. To my right sat a young Buddhist lad dressed in the traditional orange wrap. This bus was like a slow roller coaster, I was constantly holding onto something so as not to head but anyone whilst constantly bobbing up and down, I sense Luang Numtha is a fair way off.
I notice strange activity to my right, although no one smoked aboard this bus it still had the flip lidded metal ashtrays attached to the headboards on the back of every seat... it looked like the Buddhist lad due to the ever bouncing bus had caught his 2 front teeth in the gap between the the ashtray and seat, he was flaying about and obviously in distress... my Geordie tongue instinctively rattled as I placed a re-assuring hand on his back -" are you alright pal! "... I then noticed his eyes were in the back of his head and he was throffing at the mouth... his jaws and teeth were clamping together in convulsions, I had an empty cardboard packet of raisins, folded it up tight and tried to wedge it above his tongue and between his teeth whilst raising alarm. Turned out his mother was sitting behind us, she quickly took over, wedged the raisin box in his mouth and sang to him soothingly whilst fanning him down as thye bus came to a halt.
The poor lad was moved to the front of the bus so he could benefit from the air-con, the air-con being the open door at the front of the bus.
The landscape was beyond magnificent on this epic journey as the bus finally crawled into Luang Numtha around 6pm Friday evening... 24hrs after getting on. The air of concern for the young lad who continued to suffer seizures was evidently tangible, everyone was happy to arrive.