Sabaidee b****es. I left Vang Vieng yesterday morning. I left Vang Vieng yesterday morning without doing what people supposedly go to Vang Vieng specifically to do. I do not own a t-shirt or a tank top advertising that I have been tubing down the Nam Song river with vats of Beer Lao sloshing around in my belly. Vang Vieng made me feel nauseous and leaving it behind and for once heeding the advice of my long suffering parents was perhaps the best decision I had m...

This is what boredom forces you to do. Make something out of nothing. Like they do on Blue Peter when they aren't doing coke. Whether I am making anything at all out of nothing is open to debate and I shall leave you to decide as you are all very intelligent but I am bored as f*** at the moment. Vientiene was a somewhat weird experience. How could a capital city decide that it will shut down, every night, without fail, at 11pm? I'd say it probably has somehing t...

Age and wisdom supposedly go hand in hand but it seems that any commmon sense that I had in the past (and its debatable as to whether there was any in the first place) seems have to be thrown out of a 1000 storey window and then sat on by that fat black lady from This Morning. I think her name is Alison. Then again, its probably not that surprising given the considerable lack of sleep I have been getting added to the low low price of Angkor, adding to psychologic...