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During breakfast this morning I was propostioned with a job as an English teacher, either in Vientienne or Vang Vieng, by a girl called Van who worked in a resteraunt. This sparked my imagination: living here, in Laos, and teaching - dream come true. But reality struck: it would mean I would need to be here for six months minimum and I need this next years qualification. And so I gracefully declined (something for the futures, I think).
Onto a spot of afternoon tubing. With five pre-rolled joints in my back-burner, I payed my $3.50, grabbed a tractor tube and jumped a tuk-tuk to two miles upstream to the drop of point.
When we (the girls and I) set sail I was already stoned to high heaven and the feeling from floating slowly downstream, glancing at the river and mountains, careless and content, was dreamlike. Although it was only twenty metres downstream when we heard "Bear Lao, Bear Lao, swim, swim". We had hit our first bar. Climbing aboard (it was a wooden level on stilts), Hayley put het leg straight through the wood upto her waist. I laughed while others consoled, but she found it funny after a minute or two.
There were swings and flying foxes all the way down the river and all you had to do was buy a beer to have a go. makes sense: have a beer and do something dangerous. I pulled off an 9/10 upside-down dive from the flying fox and earned myself a round of applause, but in the next bar down, from the highest tree swing I have ever seen, panicked mid-air, landing in the water on my face and receiving a fine dose of wiplash. Felt like a good punch.
And then, from bad to worse, I played volleyball for two hours, unprotected from the sun. Sun-stroke set in as soon as I got back in my ring - I was shivering, cold and throwing up off the side. Lydia had to guide me back to shore whilst I festered in my ring like a redenned version of creature Gollem. If she hadn't of helped me back i'd have died for sure (the river continues and joins the Mekong eventually) - thanks, Lydia.
When I got back to the guest house after dropping my tube off, I completely conked out. It was about 20:00.
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