A 5 hour bus journey to Luang Prabang meant one thing for the Irish guys....Valium. They were lucky enough to miss the two landslides in the way that we had to sit and wait for to be cleared.
Everybody raves about this UNESCO World Heritage Site, explaining you will just want to stay as it is so chilled out. And with bars like Utopia we are starting to realise why. It is hard to find a seat with a vertical back. So we spent the afternoon lazing overlooking the Mekong.
At the night market, we had some more ideas of presents to bring home for Robbie....a sling shot...that's if he can put the shrilling chicken down. Becky we know you are excited for us to get home.
Due to the half eleven curfew in Luang Prabang, we met the Irish boys and Tom and Ben (who we keep bumping into everywhere for the last month) we headed to the bowling alley which is the only place you can continue to drink. Bizarre. It is actually a bowling alley, no music but on a positive note you don't have to wear the stupid shoes. After 2 competitive games, it was a late night tuk tuk and sandwich stop.
Getting back to a bed of ants was not how we expected the night to end and with Matt having alcohol induced bulimia, Char got the sleeping bags out. Char is sure Matt is losing it as beers were shared all night.
M & C xxxx