Shes already pissing me off
Trip Start
Jun 18, 2008
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Trip End
Jul 27, 2008
Luang Prabang, Thailand
Saturday, July 19, 2008
From the moment we arrived we knew this was going to be different. it was one of those airports where the taxi drive takes ur bags to the desk, puts on a hat and asks for your passports, changes hat and flys the plane. Anyways, rucked-up in Luang-Prabang and found a place showing movies. The following day it was raining and we were kinda confused, so we went for a walk. Marie needed chocolate, which i knew meant IF YOU MAKE A WRONG MOVE TODAY, ITS YOUR BALLS PAL!!! so we got her chocolate and life moved on. it was a really nice, sleepy kinda of town, but with stuff to do and easy to mingle. went into a travel agent tot book some excursion and a canadian fella convinced us that all that kayaking and elephants craic was only for the usual travelling wanks, and if we wanted a real experience we shud travel out for 2 hours to the hill tribes and go rafting down Me Kong. It was the first real eye opening experience so far. the sheer isolation of these people was evident. the little kids would look at ya like you had 4 arses, whiteys being rare in those parts. had lunch and played a game of tribe soccer with a little wicker ball. the rafting part was way better than in chang mai. the waves were massive, and some of the group were only in kayaks. then these massive boulders start appearing, coming up against one of them and it wud have been game over.
Arranged to meet the gang we did the excursion with that night and we all ended up goin to a local nightclub. Me and clappers had to go to bed early tho, cuz we had cooking course in morning. Morning time, and we realised doin an asian cooking course on a sick stomach wasnt best idea. had to navigate thru weird magic potion ingredients like buffalo lungs. Cooked everything up and it wer delish, but any1 whos ever had my cooking knows its always orgastric. Then we booked a bus to do this tubing thing, of which descriptions were a little sketchy but it involves a inflatable tire and lots of alcohol. Interesting.......
What a bus journey to Veng Viang! It was like going around corkscrew hill in a tractor with loose wheels. The locals were gawking everywhere. It was like the plane to Lourdes! Got there after 5 hours of that. It was exactly like the rumours said, westerners plugging themselves in to the warm sedating glow of family guy and friends in every bar. Guess people need to take a bit of home with them. Can't be too judgey, i fired myself right beside them and joined the mindless masses. Pissed buckets the first night (literally and figuratively). Had to cross a rickety old bridge to get to this bar and maries was white knuckled the whole way, screamin about how dangerous it was and how stupid the girls in bikinis looked, even tho she looked like a drowned rat so it was easy to see the girls preference for swinware.
UNBA-FOOKING-LIEVABLE!!!!! There are two types of people, people who have gone tubing and those miserable, gloomy bunch who haven't. Its like all the best theme parks rolled into one. So you get a rubber tue, float in it down a river (very fast) to a bar, where thai kids will pull you in with sticks, lifesavers or swim out and catch you. Marie didn't fancy any of the above, so she floated downstream for half a kilometre, forcing one of the thai kids to fetch her. So started a day of drinking with our three new dutch friends. Most bars had a fire fox swing, that were absolutley lethal. the little thai kids were executing amazing acrobatic feats, whereas all i could manage was a swing and a fall. Halton even got stuck in. After 6 hours and many buckets we drifted back to hotel, got scrubbed up and meet the gang for some dinner. After that went out to the bar across the bridge. Started playing this drinking game we learnt off the hot scottish girls, and we must have looked like we were having a mighty time cuz what started out as a group of 8 ended up being 25 in a strectched out elliptical shape of messiness. I danced marie scored sum german guy (most flaming guy in the bar, i thought she was helping him get sick we i saw them shifting). After an hour an a joint at home marie fell through the door, mad for drugs. shortly after that we heard this massive crash of broken glass, which cracked us up cuz we knew hotel owner was aleep in lobby. Wasn't it only marie's flaming flame, wanting one final embrace. Painful 24 hour bus to bangkok the next day and straight onto a plane for Samui (covering some distance here lads!). Weighed ourself in bus station out of boredom. Hope your having better look beating the belly dan, cuz we 2 PHAT MOFOS! Big wagers were placed to see who could shed the most before arriving home. 2 people, 20stone, one mission! Since i am writing this retrospectively i can tell you it looks like we're both losing. The extent of our efforts has been sabotaging the other challenger by suggesting dessert, waiting til they have their sundae ordered and ordering a coffee.
Comments
i think laung prabang is in Laos!
am i right?